过去并没有死去。它甚至还没有过去。
诗歌不仅仅是词语,它是音乐和沉默。
The most hateful thing for a man is to have knowledge of everything but power over nothing.
To see clearly is to see differently.
The melancholy science from which I make this offering to my friend relates to a region that from time immemorial was regarded as the true field of philosophy, but which, since the latter's conversion into method, has lapsed into intellectual neglect, sententious whimsy, and finally oblivion.