Thought's infidelity lies in its privacy. 'If there is something that you cannot say to me,' asks the lover, 'things that you must think alone, then can you really be trusted?'
艺术家的职责是让不可见的东西变得可见。
Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.I hear the voice of their wings .
I am just another dot in the universe.
"Writing is a way to leave a legacy."