Thoughts pass in my mind like flocks of lucks in the sky.I hear the voice of their wings .
思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鹘飞过天空。我听见它们鼓翼之声了。
Art belongs to everybody and nobody. Art belongs to all time and no time. Art belongs to those who create it and those who savor it. Art no more belongs to the people or the time than it belongs to the critics or the collectors.
Investors should focus on the long-term and not be distracted by short-term market movements.
The lab is where imagination meets reality, often with explosive results.
Sometimes you just have to pick yourself up and carry on.
