In solitude, we discover that our being is enough.

I've learned that you can't control what other people think of you, but you can control what you think of yourself.

音乐是灵魂的心跳。

最终，我们记住的不是敌人的话语，而是朋友的沉默。

The act of writing is an act of optimism. You would not take the trouble to do it if you felt it didn't matter.

I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.