色彩是键盘，眼睛是和声，灵魂是有许多琴弦的钢琴。艺术家是演奏的手，触摸一个又一个琴键，在灵魂中引起振动。
Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.
The only real prison is the one inside your head.
过去是一个谜，历史学家是试图将碎片拼凑在一起的人。
一个社会进步的真正标准在于它如何对待最弱势的群体。
A writer is selected by his subject—his subject being the consciousness of his own era.