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. . . 工作窒停,紛擾世事裡… 再閱漂鳥集… . . 把年少初識這書的心情,回味再回味… 仍是寧靜 仍是欣喜 仍是愛不釋手… . . 青春已然走過 幸慶自己 關於閱讀,仍舊擁有赤子之情… . . . . . . *** . . . I think of other ages that floated upon the stream of life and love and death and are forgotten, and I feel the freedom of passing away. . . . -I carry in my world that flourishes the worlds that have failed. -Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high. -If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you also miss the stars. -I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops for a moment,nods to me and goes. -What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow. -I cannot choose the best. That best chooses me. -They throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back. -That I exist is a perpetual surprise which is life. -Man is a born child, his power is the power of growth. -Stay birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh. -His own mornings are new surprises to God. -Life finds its wealth by the claims of the world, and its by the claims of love. -The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies. -Man does not reveal himself in his history, he struggles up through it. -Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. -Never be afraid of the moments-thus sings the voice of the everlasting. -Tiny grass, your steps are small, but you possess the earth under your tread. -God grows weary of great kingdoms, but never of little flowers. -Man barricades against himself. -Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. -The scabbard is content to be dull when it protects the keenness of the sword. . . . . .
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