The interpretation of our reality through patterns not our own serves only to make us ever more unknown, ever less free, ever more solitary.
The artist's role is to disturb the comfortable and comfort the disturbed.
熄灭了吧，熄灭了吧，短促的烛光！人生不过是一个行走的影子，一个在舞台上指手划脚的拙劣的伶人，登场片刻，就在无声无臭中悄然退下；它是一个愚人所讲的故事，充满着喧哗和骚动，却找不到一点意义。
Drones in the future will be as ubiquitous as smartphones are today.
The only way to escape the mundane is to constantly transform it.
The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.
每一次挫折都是为了更大的卷土重来。