The metaphor is the poet’s way of seeing the world differently.

Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves.

真实性被高估了。

真理并不总是幸福的基础。

The fickleness of the women I love is only equaled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

人类不仅是一种地质因素，而且可能是所有地质力量中最强大和最普遍的。

写作是耐心和固执的问题，而不是天赋。