人们是好奇的。少数人是。他们会被驱使去发现事物，即使是微不足道的事情。他们会把东西拼凑起来，尽管他们可能一直都知道自己可能是错的。你看到他们带着笔记本四处走动，刮掉墓碑上的泥土，阅读微缩胶片，只是希望能看到时间的涓涓细流，建立联系，从垃圾中拯救一件事物。
People are curious. A few people are. They will be driven to find things out, even trivial things. They will put things together, knowing all along that they may be mistaken. You see them going around with notebooks, scraping the dirt off gravestones, reading microfilm, just in the hope of seeing this trickle in time, making a connection, rescuing one thing from the rubbish.
诗人的任务是表达那些无法言说的事物。
To light a candle is to cast a shadow.
我读一本无聊的书睡着了，梦见我继续读着，所以我因纯粹的厌倦而醒来。