艺术家是一个容器,容纳来自四面八方的情感:来自天空,来自大地,来自一张纸片,来自一个经过的形状,来自蜘蛛网。
I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.
Irony is the gaiety of reflection and the joy of wisdom.
The past is a ghost, the future a dream, and all we ever have is now.
War is not a profession but an experience.