译文：如果眼中没有离别的怨恨，就不会相信人间会有因相思而愁白了头的事。

我不知道极限在哪里，但我想去那里。

There is no man, however wise, who has not at some period of his youth said things, or lived in a way the consciousness of which is so unpleasant to him in later life that he would gladly, if he could, expunge it from his memory.

我不是现代艺术家，我是永恒的艺术家。

青春不是年华，而是心境；青春不是桃面、丹唇、柔膝，而是深沉的意志，恢宏的想象，炙热的恋情；青春是生命的深泉在涌流。