Literature is the only drug that allows us to temporarily escape reality.

The poet is the mirror of the world’s sorrow.

The individual is the only reality. The further we move away from the individual toward abstract ideas about Homo sapiens, the more likely we are to fall into error.

 然而我们必须承认，人尽管拥有高尚品质，其躯体仍带着卑微起源的不可磨灭印记。

数学是人类精神最美丽和最强大的创造。

过去是一个陌生的国度；那里的人做事方式不同。