The museum is not a neutral space - it's a battleground of meanings.

Seeing comes before words. The child looks and recognizes before it can speak.

Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

译文：挥动衣袖，风卷起红尘，白昼变得昏暗；汗水如雨，道路泥泞难行。

The only thing I can rely on is my own uncertainty.