我们是生存机器——盲目编程的机器人载体，目的是保存被称为基因的自私分子。
We are survival machines – robot vehicles blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes.
I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
The imagination is a muscle. If it is not exercised, it atrophies.