As the sun rose he saw other boats in toward shore, which was only a low green line on the sea.
我们必须不断质疑我们继承的叙事，并寻找那些未被讲述的故事。
绘画是一种忘记生活的方式。它是夜晚的呼喊，是扼住的笑声。
The moment you start to think about style, you're lost.