记忆是一件奇怪的事情。它不像我想象的那样运作。我们不是要记住一切，而是要忘记，继续前进。
"Memory is a strange thing. It doesn't work like I thought it did. We are not meant to remember everything. We're meant to forget, to move on."
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我的窗前唱歌，又飞去了。秋天的黄叶，它们没有什么可唱，只叹息一声，飞落在那里。
"世界是一场游戏，但规则不公平。"
"If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down."
Technology is a tool, talent is the soul—only their combination creates value.