Art is the lie that enables us to realize the truth.
藝術是讓我們認識真相的謊言。
Memory is a tricky thing. It doesn't just recall events, it reshapes them.
記憶是個狡猾的東西。它不只是回憶事件,還會重塑它們。
Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.
有時候最難的事情和最正確的事情是同一件事。
Every painting tells a story, but not everyone can read it.
每幅畫都講述一個故事,但不是每個人都能讀懂。
音樂是情感的速記。
Home is not a place, it's a feeling.
家不是一個地方,而是一種感覺。
Love is not about possession. It's about appreciation.
書籍是靈魂的鏡子。
Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.
悲傷就像海洋;它如潮水般起伏。有時水面平靜,有時卻勢不可擋。我們所能做的就是學會游泳。
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
過去是一個陌生的國度;那里的人做事方式不同。