A COLLECTION OF GOOD WORDS
诗歌
Poetry
Unasked, Unsought, Love gives itself but is not bought.
不求而得，不求而得，爱予人而不买。
Life defined only as the opposite of death is not life.
生命只被定义为死亡的对立面，而不是生命。
It is always fatal to have music or poetry interrupted.
打断音乐或诗歌总是致命的。
If you want me again look for me under your boot soles.
如果你还想要我，就在你的鞋底下找我。
Poetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.
诗歌是能穿透石头的流动的声音。
How to Write a Poem Catch the air around the butterfly.
如何写诗 抓住空气 周围的蝴蝶。
If stars are lit It means there is someone who needs it.
如果星星被点亮 这意味着有人需要它。
I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love.
我一向认为诗歌是爱情的食粮。
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.
爱是我们的象征;爱是你的，爱是我的。
Poetry is at least an elegance and at most a revelation.
诗歌至少是一种优雅，至多是一种启示。
Poetry consists in a rhyming dictionary and things seen.
诗歌包含在押韵的字典和所见之物中。
Poetry has, in a way, been my bridge to my acting career.
在某种程度上，诗歌是我通往演艺事业的桥梁。
KEEP EXPLORING
沿着这个主题，再读几句。
All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.
所有的金子都不会发光， 并不是所有流浪的人都迷路了; 强壮的老人不会枯萎， 霜打不到深根。 将从灰烬中唤醒一团火， 从阴影里射出的光; 折断的刀必重新折断， 无冕者将再次称王。
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
诗歌是强烈情感的自然流露，它源于平静中回忆的情感。
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
如果我读一本书，它使我的整个身体如此寒冷，没有火能温暖我，我知道这就是诗歌。
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.
诗歌不是情感的放纵，而是情感的逃避;它不是个性的表现，而是对个性的一种逃避。但是，当然，只有那些有个性和情感的人才知道想要逃离这些东西意味着什么。
The sea waves stirred before me they dashed against the rocks like a mermaid rising from its depths curled white sea foam were her locks.
波浪在我面前翻腾着，冲击着岩石，像一条美人鱼从海的深处浮上来。
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.
也许还有一条新路或一扇暗门在拐角处等着你。