睡眠，那些小小的死亡切片——我多么厌恶它们。
Sleep， those little slices of death — how I loathe them.
紧急是个暴君。重要才是你的国王。打倒紧急的暴政！
细节不是细节。它们成就了设计。
The future city will be a ruin from the beginning.
The poem is an act of the mind, not a transcription of the world.
The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.