"The past is always present in the stories we tell."

The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Ideology demands it. Society exacts it. The artist loses his freedom the moment he creates a work of art.

You have begot me, bred me, loved me: I Return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you.

时间并不存在。对于河水来说，只有当下。没有过去，没有未来。

I don't care what you say about me as long as it's not true.

One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.