真正的诗歌不是用文字写的，而是用围绕它们的沉默写的。
It’s on the strength of observation and reflection that one finds a way. So we must dig and delve unceasingly.
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
Art is contemplation. It is the pleasure of the mind which searches into nature and which there divines the spirit of which nature herself is animated.
The greatest wisdom is to know that you know nothing.
The glory of the heavens is infinite to us.