Quotes from Gu Cheng

a generation:the black night gave me black eyesstill I use them to seek the light

Who is moving in the distance? It is the clock's pendulum, Hired by the god of death To measure life.

a generation: the black night gave me black eyes still I use them to seek the light

The poet is just like the fabled hunter who naps beside a tree, waiting for hares to break their skulls by running headlong into the tree trunk. After waiting for a long time, the poet discovers that he is the hare.

The world I feel, within the realm of art, is more genuine than the wrorld of matter. Artistic feeling is not tape measures, spectrographs, or flash camera lens.