每位艺术家都将画笔浸入自己的灵魂，将自己的本性绘入画作。
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
Memory is a form of resistance.
Life taught me that even in the darkest moments, there is always a light.
No matter where life takes us, we’ll always be a family.
The right incentives can turn conflicts into cooperation.