我们都受困于自己的记忆，过去是一个我们永远无法逃脱的监狱。
Humans are allergic to change. They love to say, 'We've always done it this way.' I try to fight that. That's why I have a clock on my wall that runs counter-clockwise.
我们死去时，心中装满了爱人和部落，我们吞下的味道，我们投入并游过的身体，仿佛智慧的河流，我们爬进去的角色，仿佛树木，我们藏身的恐惧，仿佛洞穴。
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends， and the other begins？
Thank you music for helping me meet so many friends.
Transparency in aquaculture isn’t just good ethics—it’s good business.