Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.I hear the voice of their wings .
思想掠过我的心上,如一群野鹘飞过天空。我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear.
The elements of consciousness are to be isolated by experimental procedures.
艺术家必须自由,甚至要从自身中解放。