Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.

艺术是让我们认识真相的谎言。

Memory is a tricky thing. It doesn't just recall events, it reshapes them.

记忆是个狡猾的东西。它不只是回忆事件，还会重塑它们。

Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.

有时候最难的事情和最正确的事情是同一件事。

Every painting tells a story, but not everyone can read it.

每幅画都讲述一个故事，但不是每个人都能读懂。

Music is the shorthand of emotion.

音乐是情感的速记。

Home is not a place, it's a feeling.

家不是一个地方，而是一种感觉。

Love is not about possession. It's about appreciation.

爱不是占有，而是欣赏。

Books are the mirrors of the soul.

书籍是灵魂的镜子。

Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.

悲伤就像海洋；它如潮水般起伏。有时水面平静，有时却势不可挡。我们所能做的就是学会游泳。

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

过去是一个陌生的国度；那里的人做事方式不同。