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.
艺术家，像造物主一样，留在他的作品之内、之后、之外或之上，无形无影，超然物外，漠不关心，修剪着他的指甲。
The soul of a poet is like a mirror that reflects the beauty of the world.
唯一不可能的事情是你没有尝试的事情。
质量不是一种工具，而是一种心态。