世界是一个谜题,碎片散落在各处。
Do you believe in the human heart? I don't mean simply the organ, obviously. I'm speaking in the poetic sense. The human heart. Do you think there is such a thing? Something that makes each of us special and individual?
权力不是手段;它是目的。人们不是为了保卫革命而建立独裁;而是为了建立独裁而进行革命。
你必须在别人不努力的时候努力,这样你才能在别人不发光的时候发光。
计算的未来在云端。
独自守在窗前,怎样才能熬到天黑?