艺术是沉思。它是心灵的愉悦,心灵在自然中探寻,并在那里预见到自然本身所激发的精神。
We are all haunted by the ghosts of our own making.
Freedom was a thing that shifted as you looked at it, the way a forest is dense with trees up close but from outside, from the empty meadow, you see its true limits. Being free had nothing to do with chains or how wide your cage was.