Art is a way of making sense of the world.
人们心中所寄予的世俗希望化为灰烬——或者繁荣;然后,就像沙漠尘埃上的雪,照亮一两个小时——然后消失。
历史是时间写在人类记忆上的一首循环诗。
Fear can hold you prisoner,hope can set you free.A strong man can save himself,a great man can save others.
The truth about a person is often found in what they tried to hide.