The body is a landscape of scars, each one a story, a memory, a lesson.
The stage is my second home, every performance feels like coming home.
Art belongs to everybody and nobody. Art belongs to all time and no time. Art belongs to those who create it and those who savor it. Art no more belongs to the people or the time than it belongs to the critics or the collectors.
最重要的是被感动，去爱，去希望，去颤抖，去生活。
Justice delayed is justice denied.
