【释义】就像巍峨的大厦突然轰然倒塌,又像风中残烛昏惨惨地即将熄灭。
The poet's task is to illuminate the darkness with the light of words.
All things in their being are good for something.
"Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin."
"The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes."