Art is the highest form of hope.
艺术是最高形式的希望。
译文:现在我尝尽了忧愁的滋味,想说却又最终咽下。想说却又咽下,只能感叹一句 “天气凉爽好个秋天”!
The dead don’t rest if the living don’t let them.
我们不是从祖先那里继承地球;我们是从子孙那里借来的。
写作就是抵抗,抵抗那些试图让我们沉默的力量,抵抗那些试图控制我们的力量。
"Every city has its own heartbeat, and if you listen closely, you can hear its stories."
Just the discipline of having to put your thoughts in order with somebody else is very useful thing.