在夜的寂静中,文字找到了通往灵魂的路。
过去从未真正过去;它活在我们的故事和骨血里。
一个人的工作不过是通过艺术的迂回,缓慢地重新发现两三个伟大而简单的形象,在这些形象面前,他的心第一次敞开。
The heart is a fragile thing, easily broken, but also capable of great strength.
Once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition, there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes.