“我？很特別？為什麼？我走不快，跳不高。我的漆也開始剝落。你為什麼在乎我？” 伊萊看著胖哥，他把手放在胖哥的小木頭肩膀上，緩緩的說：“因為你是我的。所以我在乎你。” 胖哥從來沒有被人這樣盯著看，更不要說是他的創造者。這一刻他真的不知道該說什麼才好。(微美克人的故事) Ἰωσαφάτ's A/C scrapbook and notepad [A/C = Academic/ Christian] "I were lost, were Christ a thousand times in Bethlehem born, and not in me." -Angelus Silesius vice versa. -owner of this blog, a budding scholar
