何世无奇才，遗之在草泽。
译文：哪个时代没有奇才?只是他们被遗弃在荒野之中。
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 I'm a writer who's interested in answers. I'm interested in questions.
光线不断变化，每分钟都在改变事物的氛围和美感。
"The truth is always something that is told, not something that is known. If there were no speaking or writing, there would be no truth about anything. There would only be what is."