I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves.

遥远的姑射山上，有神人居住。肌肤像冰雪白皙，姿态柔美如同处女，不食人间五谷，呼吸清风，饮用甘露，乘着云气，驾驭飞龙，遨游在四海之外。