我们画的每一条线都会在人们的生活中产生影响。

Language shapes the way we think, and determines what we can think about.

To men like that, time was a surfeit, a barrel they watched slowly drain. When really, he thinks, it’s a glowing puddle you carry in your hands; you should spend all your energy protecting it.

Writing is a way of reclaiming the past.

一份不允许我用武力捍卫自己免受攻击的契约总是无效的。

I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control.

Music is a universal language that doesn’t need translation.