失之东隅，收之桑榆。
释义：在早晨有所失，在晚上有所获得。
A book is a dream that you hold in your hand.
The world is so unpredictable. Things happen suddenly, unexpectedly. We want to feel we are in control of our own existence. In some ways we are, in some ways we're not. We are ruled by the forces of chance and coincidence.
The best way to predict the future is to create it.