“我们都在以不同的方式,试图逃离自己思想的陷阱。”
每个人都幻想将来会更好,而不是更糟。
Mathematics is the language in which the gods talk to people.
中亚的游牧民族像风一样自由,除了地平线,没有任何墙壁能束缚他们。
A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.