The work of art is a trace of the sacred.

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

Education is what survives when what has been learned has been forgotten.

我学会了如何生活……如何在这个世界上生活，而不仅仅是站在一旁观看。