A building should breathe, just like a living thing.

太阳，带着所有围绕它运行并依赖它的行星，仍然能催熟一串葡萄，仿佛它在宇宙中无事可做。

Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.

在文字的迷宫中，我们找到了自我解放的钥匙。