译文:任凭尘世白日里忙碌得像火一样炽热,我却像云朵飘荡,无忧无虑。
The most important thing in science is not so much to obtain new facts as to discover new ways of thinking about them.
The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
"I don't think that literature should be a moral institution."