The task of art today is to bring chaos into order.
真相很少是纯粹的,也绝不简单。
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.
爱是什么样子?它有双手来帮助他人。它有双脚匆匆赶往穷人和需要帮助的地方。它有眼睛看到痛苦和贫困。它有耳朵听到人们的叹息和悲伤。
The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.