Life is painful. It has thorns, like the stem of a rose. Culture and art are the roses that bloom on the stem. The flower is yourself, your humanity. Art is the liberation of the humanity inside yourself.
生活是痛苦的。它有刺，像玫瑰的茎。文化和艺术是盛开在枝头的玫瑰。花就是你自己，你的人性。艺术是你内在人性的解放。