Every poet... finds himself born in the midst of prose. He has to struggle from the littleness and obstruction of an actual world into the freedom and infinitude of an ideal.

  • -- Thomas Carlyle 托马斯·卡莱尔

每一个诗人……发现自己出生在散文之中。他必须从现实世界的琐碎和阻碍中挣扎出来,进入理想的自由和无限。

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

我爱你,却不知道如何爱你,何时爱你,何地爱你。我爱你很简单,没有问题或骄傲:我这样爱你,因为我不知道任何其他的方式爱但是没有我或你,如此亲密,你在我胸口的手即是我的手,那么亲密,当我睡着你的眼睛闭上。

Truth can never be told so as to be understood and not be believed.

真理永远不能说出来,以便被人理解而不被人相信。