I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend.

只要你曾经在一只天鹅蛋里待过，就算你是生在养鸭场里也没有什么关系。

The challenge is to make the invisible visible.

In trading, you have to be paranoid to survive.