家是这样一个地方,当你必须去那里时,他们必须收留你。
我不完美,但我永远是我自己。
问题在于我们不仅不理性,而且是可预测的非理性——我们的非理性行为会以同样的方式一再发生。
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
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.