The poet is the weaver of dreams.
诗人是梦想的编织者。
We run so the world can leap.
我宁愿因为做真实的自己而被讨厌，也不愿因为伪装而被喜爱。
随着距离的增加，我们的知识逐渐消失，而且消失得很快。最终，我们到达了模糊的边界——我们望远镜的极限。
昨天我是一只狗……今天我是一只狗……明天我可能还是一只狗……唉！这进步的希望真是小啊！
People can be really smart or have skills that are directly applicable, but if they don't really believe in it, then they are not going to really work hard.
