During the days in detention, I thought most about the moon.

Maybe being powerful means to be fragile.

There are no outdoor sports as graceful as throwing stones at a dictatorship.

I never had a sense of home.

Everyone thinks the Chinese government selected me. Never ever. I was selected by Herzog and de Meuron.

If I walk on the street, if I go to a restaurant, people come to me and say: "Can we take a photo together? Can you give me your autograph?" They would bring their expensive Armani or Prada wallet to sign. Other people who are desperate show me a photo of their dead daughter and ask: Can you support me? I tell them: How can I? Morally, of course, I sympathize with you. But I cannot support you and you cannot support me. This is the condition of this society. We are separated.

If a society cannot even support somebody like me, then people ask: Who is under protection then? That's why there is such support for me. It is not because I am so beautiful or I am so charming. People feel: This guy is fighting for us.