我意识中隐隐地感觉,我们都坐在原地等着某个可怕的事件发生,然后我才记起它已经发生过了。
At the back of my mind I had a sense of us sitting about waiting for some terrible event, and then I would remember that it had already happened.
发怒如猛虎伤人,欲念似深渊难填。
The poet’s job is to put into words those feelings we all have that are so deep, so important, and yet so difficult to name.
He travels the fastest who travels alone.
一座建筑必须忠于它自己。
We are all bound by the laws of our own natures.