她在狂野中是自由的,她是一个漫游者,一滴自由的水。她不属于任何男人,也不属于任何城市。
Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man’s face. It cannot be concealed.
I have great faith in fools; self-confidence, my friends call it.
The sculpture is already complete within the marble block, before I start my work. It is already there, I just have to chisel away the superfluous material.