Music is my way of making sense of the world.

事实是，我是个糟糕的说谎者。但我是一个好的倾听者。

Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man’s face. It cannot be concealed.

Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.