痛苦并不總能帶來轉(zhuǎn)變，有時它只是傷害。
寫作是我向自己解釋自己生活的唯一方式。
The sense of smell is a window into the brain, offering insights into how we process information and emotions.
To dare is to lose one's footing momentarily. Not to dare is to lose oneself.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
I'm a transvestite potter who won the Turner Prize - that's quite a niche.
Was everyone else really as alive as she was?... If the answer was yes, then the world, the social world, was unbearably complicated, with two billion voices, and everyone’s thoughts striving in equal importance and everyone’s claim on life as intense, and everyone thinking they were unique, when no one was. One could drown in irrelevance.