时间碾碎万物,一切都因时间的力量而衰老,在时间的流逝中被遗忘。
Time crumbles things, everything grows old under the power of Time and is forgotten through the lapse of Time.
The camera relieves us of the burden of memory. It surveys us like God, and it surveys for us. Yet no other god has been so cynical, for the camera records in order to forget.
La verdadera literatura no tiene fronteras, no conoce límites.