他的诗,如同几何圆规般,画著圆,时而亲密贴近,时而广及全球,唯一不变的是,圆规的尖端总是插定在囚室里。
世人常因冀望遥远难及的幸福,忽略了眼前的小乐趣。
The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Ideology demands it. Society exacts it. The artist loses his freedom the moment he creates a work of art.
我不需要理由去相信自己。
Collaboration between governments, companies and civil society is essential to achieve our climate goals.