A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life are based on the labors of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in the same measure as I have received and am still receiving...
Neither power nor wealth, only the scepters of art endure.
【释义】语言永远无法精准传递私密体验,那些未被言说的感受才是真实人性的核心。
智慧之鸟的猫头鹰,在文明的暮色中才开始起飞。