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When One Looks Into The Window Of A Store Which Sells Devotional Art Objects, One Can't Help Wishing The Iconoclasts Had Won.

All The Literati Keep An Imaginary Friend.

As A Poet, There Is Only One Political Duty, And That Is To Defend One's Language From Corruption.

Over The Tea-cups And In The Square The Tongue Has Its Desire; Still Waters Run Deep, My Dear, There's Never Smoke Without Fire.

To Save Your World You Asked This Man To Die; Would This Man, Could He See You Now, Ask Why?