我们死去时,心中装满了爱人和部落,我们吞下的味道,我们投入并游过的身体,仿佛智慧的河流,我们爬进去的角色,仿佛树木,我们藏身的恐惧,仿佛洞穴。
语言是一种自由创造的过程;其法则和原则是固定的,但生成原则的使用方式是自由且无限多样的。
就像亲爱的圣芳济一样,我也和贫穷联姻,但我的婚姻并不成功。
"The words we use are like the clothes we wear. They can make us look smart or silly, kind or cruel, strong or weak."
It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure to the world.
We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.