东宫

一只狐狸它坐在沙丘上，坐在沙丘上，瞧着月亮，噫，原来它不是在瞧月亮，是在等放羊回来的姑娘······一只狐狸它坐在沙丘上，坐在沙丘上，晒着太阳，噫，原来它不是在晒太阳，是在等骑马路过的姑娘·····原来那只狐狸，一直没能等到他要等的那位姑娘。

三国志

小其心而能惧，平其气而能谋

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“即使其他一切都毁灭了，独有他留下来，我依然还是我。假使其他一切都留下来，独有他给毁灭了，那整个宇宙就变成了一个巨大的陌生人，我再不像是它的一部分了。”

自深深处

You admired my work when it was finished: you enjoyed the brilliant successes of my first nights, and the brilliant banquets that followed them: you were proud, and quite naturally so, of being the intimate friend of an artist so distinguished: but you could not understand the conditions requisite for the production of artistic work. I am not speaking in phrases of rhetorical exaggeration but in terms of absolute truth to actual fact when I remind you that during the whole time we were together I never wrote one single line. Whether at Torquay, Goring, London, Florence or elsewhere, my life, as long as you were by my side, was entirely sterile and uncreative. And with but few intervals you were, I regret to say, by my side always.