But I love her. She could fade and wither, how can; but I just look at her, all the tenderness, Chung on the heart.
Without imperfection, you or I would not exist.
Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation.
The purpose of architecture is to move us.
真正的博物馆是将时间转化为空间的地方。
I make music for the people who believe in me.