The only way to deal with death is to transform everything that precedes it into art.
"Beauty is a form of genius—is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation."
夏天的飞鸟,飞到我窗前唱歌,又飞去了。秋天的黄叶,他们没有什麼可唱的,只是叹息一声,飞落在那里。
教学的艺术不在于传授本领,而在于激励、唤醒和鼓舞。