在某种程度上,我们都是流亡者,寻找一个可以称之为家的地方。
Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.
I’m not a guy that’s going to back down from a challenge.
I’m not a guy that’s going to let my love for the success down.
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.