夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麼可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。

Know what you own, and know why you own it.

I used to walk down the street like I was a star... I want people to walk around delusional about how great they can be.

To solve the hard problem, we may need to expand our physical worldview.

The great question which, in all ages, has disturbed mankind, and brought on them the greatest part of their mischiefs, has been, not whether there be power in the world, nor whence it came, but who should have it.