The dead are never far from us. They’re in our hearts and on our minds and in the end all that separates us from them is a single breath, one last puff of air.
死者离我们从不遥远。他们在我们心中，在我们脑海里，最终将我们与他们分隔开的不过是一口气息，最后一缕空气。
Escribir es una forma de resistencia contra el olvido.
一个人不能失去欲望。它们是创造力、爱和长寿的强大刺激物。
A workshop should smell of sawdust and dreams in equal measure.
你孩子吃不上饭是因为我。
Mathematics is a universal language that transcends cultural and linguistic barriers.