桃李不言，下自成蹊。
史记
Life is short, and it’s up to you to make it sweet.
诗歌是一种游戏，但一种严肃的游戏。
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tips of my words.
If you don’t cannibalize yourself, someone else will.
I don’t compare myself to anybody.