The melancholy science from which I make this offering to my friend relates to a region that from time immemorial was regarded as the true field of philosophy, but which, since the latter's conversion into method, has lapsed into intellectual neglect, sententious whimsy, and finally oblivion.
People are capable, at any time in their lives, of doing what they dream of.
"I am not afraid to be seen, I make no apologies for this is me."
To feed the world, we must first understand the soil beneath our feet.
生活不是一系列对称排列的灯光;生活是一个光晕,一个半透明的信封,从意识的开始到结束都包围着我们。