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The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
The brain is an enchanted loom where millions of flashing shuttles weave a dissolving pattern.
幸福不是现成的,它来自你自己的行动。
We are all of us made by what we have done, and what has been done to us.