我们都是碎片，不仅是自己的碎片，也是彼此的碎片。
"My paintings are my children, each with its own soul."
"We are all broken, that's how the light gets in."
The question of truth and falsehood is always present, but it is not always answerable.
To love is to accept the unknown in another.
You are not your circumstances, you are your possibilities.