“It’s all ordinary experience,
 All ordinary images.
 By chance they emerge in a dream,
 Turning out infinite new patterns.

 It’s all ordinary feelings,
 All ordinary words.
 By chance they encounter a poet,
 Turning out infinite new verses.

 Once intoxicated, one learns the strength of wine,
 Once smitten, one learns the power of love:
 You cannot  write my poems
 Just as I cannot dream your dreams.”
(Hu Shih'den içselleştirilmiş bir alıntı)

 Hatice Ezgi Özçelik