I think it is in the nature of poetry to be always hinting at something beyond what is actually said.

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

The mining industry must evolve or become obsolete—there's no middle ground.

思想比枪更强大。我们不会让敌人拥有枪，为什么要让他们拥有思想？

The past is never dead; it's not even past. This is especially true in detective fiction.