Knowledge is the key to unlocking the door to the soul.

Recursion is the root of computation since it trades description for time.

I don’t like to be told what I can’t do.

Come,my friends,Tis not too late to seek a newer world,For my purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset，And though we are not now that strength which in old days moved earth and heaven,That which we are, we are;-- One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will. To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield。