The only thing that counts is what cannot be explained.

Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity—it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.

每一条边界都是虚构的，先在脑海中划定，然后才在大地上留下伤痕。

在你背叛别人的那一刻，你也背叛了自己。