Un loc special in inima mea il ocupa poezia. Poezia mea preferata, The Butterfly Dream, a fost imaginata de un filozof chinez cunoscut sub numele de Chuang Chou.
"Once upon a time,
I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly,
fluttering hither and thither,
to all intents and purposes a butterfly.
I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly,
unaware that I was Chou.
Soon I awaked,
and there I was, veritably myself again.
Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly,
or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.
Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction.
The transition is called the transformation of material things."
