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The poet is a man who plants a tree and then sits in its shade.
Man is the measure of all things: of things which are, that they are, and of things which are not, that they are not.
Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.
The only thing that matters is what you do, not what you think or say or feel.
世界上充满了显而易见的事情,却没人注意到。