Every immigrant carries an invisible suitcase of memories.
每个移民都携带着一个看不见的记忆行李箱。
Silence in a picture book can be louder than words.
绘本中的沉默可以比文字更响亮。
The best monsters are the ones that show us something true about ourselves.
最好的怪物是那些向我们展示关于自己的真实一面的怪物。
Memory is like a collage - some bits sharp, some faded, all rearranged over time.
记忆就像拼贴画 - 有些部分清晰，有些褪色，随着时间的推移重新排列。
There's poetry in the way light falls on everyday objects.
光落在日常物品上的方式中有诗意。
We carry our homes with us, even when we're far away.
即使身在远方，我们也随身携带着我们的家。