The true artist creates his own world.

Of all men's miseries the bitterest is this: to know so much and to have control over nothing.

我不走捷径。

我不是那种会让对聚光灯的爱减少的人。

I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return'd to me, And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell."