I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each as it comes, and I leave it as it goes.
我不定义任何东西。不是美,不是爱国主义。我接受它来的样子,我离开它走的样子。
Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.
If we believe in data structures, we must believe in independent (hence simultaneous) processing. For why else would we collect items within a structure? Why do we tolerate languages that give us the one without the other?