I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.
The unpredictable is the ground on which creativity flourishes.
The stream of thought is a stream of survival.
過(guò)去是一個(gè)異國(guó)他鄉(xiāng)；他們?cè)谀抢镒鍪碌姆绞讲煌?/div>
我總是試圖找到一種方法，使故事更有趣，更復(fù)雜，更有層次。
"Die Vergangenheit ist nie tot, sie ist nicht einmal vergangen."