The clouds over the land now rose like mountains, and the coast was only a long green line with the gray blue hills behind it. The water was a dark blue now, so dark that it was almost purple.

写作的行为是对遗忘的抵抗。

写作就是直面存在的混乱并对其施加某种秩序。

我为那些能做出别人做不到的事情的时刻而活。

数学的乐趣在于努力理解的过程。

You can't build an empire without making a few enemies along the way.