He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.
Waste is a design flaw, not an inevitable outcome.
I want my books sold on airport bookstalls.
水产养殖不仅仅是一个行业；它是全球沿海社区的生命线。
心灵是一个时间上的过程序列。
Quality is remembered long after price is forgotten.