Memory is like a collage - some bits sharp, some faded, all rearranged over time.

The value or worth of a man is, as of all other things, his price; that is to say, so much as would be given for the use of his power.

Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream。

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

音乐一直是我的出口，是我给世界上所有爱人的礼物。通过它，我的音乐，我知道我将永远活着。

I don't believe in originality, I believe in recombination.

你对自己过去和现在越负责，就越能创造你想要的未来。