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艺术是一种自由的形式。
No man knows, or ever will know, the truth about the gods and about everything I speak of; for even if one chanced to say the complete truth, yet one knows it not; but seeming is wrought over all things.
夏天的飞鸟,飞到我窗前唱歌,又飞去了。秋天的黄叶,他们没有什麽可唱的,只是叹息一声,飞落在那里。