我们死去时，内心充满了爱人和部落的丰富，我们吞下的味道，我们投入并游过的身体，仿佛智慧的河流，我们攀爬过的角色，仿佛树木，我们隐藏的恐惧，仿佛洞穴。
We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
Painting is another form of thinking.
心灵是一个相互作用的感觉系统。
唯一能阻止你的人是你自己。
"Silence in a picture book is as important as the images and words."