Poetry is the language of the soul, spoken in the rhythm of the heart.
Every word is a step towards understanding, but also towards confusion.
每个故事都是一场追寻,而每场追寻都是一个故事。
世界充满了诗意。空气中弥漫着它的精神;波浪随着它的旋律舞动,在它的光辉中闪耀。
在弦理论中,所有粒子都是微小超对称弦的振动。
绳:衡量。诬:歪曲、诬蔑。
We are not bodies that temporarily have souls. We are souls that temporarily have bodies.