一幅画像束缚住了我们。我们无法走出它，因为它存在于我们的语言中，语言似乎无情地一次次地重复给我们看。
A picture held us captive. And we could not get outside it, for it lay in our language and language seemed to repeat it to us inexorably.
我将文字和图像结合在一起，因为仅有文字是不够的。
Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.
The past is not dead; it is not even past.
The good man is the man who, no matter how morally unworthy he has been, is moving to become better.