Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its truelife is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above ground lasts only a single summer.?.?.?. What we see is the blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains.
我总是感到，生活就象萌发于地下根茎的植株。生活的真正生命是不可见的，它深藏于地下根茎中，而显露出地面的可见一斑部分只能生存一个夏季。我们所见到的是将会消逝的花簇，而根茎长驻。
我们看事物的方式受到我们所知或所信的影响。
遗传不过是储存的环境。
我们唯一真正受到惩罚的谎言，是我们对自己说的那些。