人们不能总是认为感觉就是一切。没有形式,艺术就什么都不是。
We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
现在是过去的钥匙,但过去也可能掌握着未来的钥匙。
Never take yourself too seriously. Nobody else does.