The work of art is a map of the soul.
No arts; no letters; no society; and which is worst of all, continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.
What I claim is to live to the full the contradiction of my time, which may well make sarcasm the condition of truth.
The more we learn about the universe, the more we realize how much we don't know.
龙吟虎啸,风鸾翱翔才是大丈夫的气象。像蚕茧蜘蛛丝、蚂蚁封巢、蝗蚓纠结般是小人的经营。
计划本身毫无价值,但规划的过程至关重要。