"Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it."
旅行是一种残酷。它迫使你信任陌生人,失去所有熟悉的家庭和朋友的舒适感。你不断地失去平衡。除了基本的东西:空气、睡眠、梦想、海洋、天空——所有趋向于永恒或我们想象中的永恒的东西,没有什么是属于你的。
The artist's job is not to succumb to despair but to find an antidote for the emptiness of existence.
每一本书都是一次旅程,每一次旅程都是一本书。
I've always been a private person, but I understand that comes with the territory.
Sometimes you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself and love yourself to become a new person.