我抚摸着我胸骨上的一块刺痛，那就是她披着秀发的头曾有一两次靠在我的心房的地方。
I touched the pain in my chest. It was the place where she had one or two times in my hair.
我画的每一条线都是一个道德决定。
"The important thing in science is not so much to obtain new facts as to discover new ways of thinking about them."
色彩是我整日的痴迷、快乐和折磨。
To create is to resist—to resist silence, to resist forgetting.
科学无国界，因为知识属于人类，是照亮世界的火炬。