Han Wên-Kung, Gems of Chinese Literature — In Memoriam… (1922)
“ Man is born into the world like a dream: what need has he to take note of gain or loss? While the dream lasts, he may sorrow or may joy; but when the awakening is at hand, why cling regretfully to the past?’Twere well for all things an they had no worth. The excellence of its wood is the bane of the tree. And thou, whom God released in mid-career from earthly bonds, weaver of the jewelled words, thou wilt be remembered when the imbeciles of fortune and place are forgot.The unskilful bungler hacks his hands and streams with sweat, while the expert craftsman looks on with folded arms. ”
