Money is concerned only with what is common to all: it asks for the exchange value, it reduces all quality and individuality to the question: How much?
我的作品是我灵魂的投射。
To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys。 And I have no need of you。 And you, on your part, have no need of me。 To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes。 But if you tame me, then we shall need each other。 To me, you will be unique in all the world。 To you, I shall be unique in all the world.
解释:有的东西外表华丽而实质不好,有的东西实质很好而外表并不华丽。