I don't need a mirror to know my worth.
"You can’t just give up on someone because the situation’s not ideal."
Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.
——〈在广州大本营国民党员的演说〉,1923年11月25日
过去总是在作品中显现。