The stranger is close to us, insofar as we feel between him and ourselves common features of a national, social, occupational, or generally human, nature. He is far from us, insofar as these common features extend beyond him or us, and connect us only because they connect a great many people.

你越努力，就越幸运。

城市是一个记忆的迷宫，每一条街道，每一栋建筑，每一个角落都藏着一个等待被发现的故事。

我不是创作关于死亡的艺术，而是创作关于生命的艺术。