I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

  • -- Pablo Neruda 巴勃罗·内鲁达

我爱你,却不知道如何爱你,何时爱你,何地爱你。我爱你很简单,没有问题或骄傲:我这样爱你,因为我不知道任何其他的方式爱但是没有我或你,如此亲密,你在我胸口的手即是我的手,那么亲密,当我睡着你的眼睛闭上。

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I don't live for poetry. I live far more than anybody else does.

我不为诗歌而活。我比任何人都活得久。

Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.

画是无言的诗,诗是有声的画。