A rich man's body is like a premium cotton pillow, white and soft and blank. Ours are different. My father's spine was a knotted rope, and the skin on his chest was so thin that you could see the ribs pressing out against it.
富人的身体就像一个高级棉枕头，白而软且空白。我们的则不同。我父亲的脊椎像一根打结的绳子，他胸前的皮肤薄得可以看到肋骨压出来的痕迹。
唯一的正义就是遵循灵魂真诚的直觉，无论是愤怒还是温柔。愤怒是正义的，怜悯是正义的，但判断从来都不是正义的。
一位伟大的摄影师就像一位画家，但他们使用的是光影而不是画笔。
Collaboration across industries and borders is essential if we want to address the global challenges of food security.
