不說， 因為無可說

The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. Let us not then speak ill of our generation, it is not any unhappier than its predecessors. Let us not speak well of it either. Let us not speak of it at all.

- Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot

上述是引自荒誕劇《等待果陀》里的話，我覺得很有意思。
出自我們的口的批評總是太多太快，可是其實冥冥中一切的存在早有平衡的關系。
所謂存在的內在邏輯一類的東西吧，神秘但必然存在的東西。
如此一來，批評都不太重要了，都不用多說了。
不說， 恰恰因為無可說。