I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves.
I think about the ways in which abstraction can be a form of figuration.
幸福是一种内在的工作。
你不必聪明才能成功,你只需耐心和有纪律。