Not numbering and counting, but ripening like a tree.

  • -- Rainer Maria Rilke 赖内·马利亚·里尔克

不是数也不是数,乃是像树那样成熟。

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Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive hatred, and when they meet upon the same road, one of them has to give place.

诗歌和进步就像两个野心勃勃的人,他们本能地憎恨彼此,当他们在同一条路上相遇时,其中一个不得不让步。

Like sunlight under their skins, they want to be loved from the poem.

就像他们皮肤下的阳光,他们想从诗中得到爱。