My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my Master. 神呀，我的那些愿望真是愚傻呀，它们杂在你的歌声中喧叫着呢。 Let ...

The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night–it is great. Delusions of knowledge are li...

What language is thine, o sea? The language of eternal question. What language is thy answer, o ...

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