真正的艺术家宁愿让妻子挨饿、孩子赤脚、七十岁的老母为生计操劳，也不愿做艺术以外的工作。
The past is hidden somewhere outside the realm, beyond the reach of intellect, in some material object (in the sensation which that material object will give us) which we do not suspect.
The human heart, at whatever age, opens only to the heart that opens in return.
