历史是我们再也听不到的声音的回响。
真理是智慧的果实。
我太聪明、太苛刻、太有办法,以至于没有人能够完全掌控我。没有人完全了解我或爱我。我只有我自己。
The mind is a system of organs of computation, designed by natural selection to solve the kinds of problems our ancestors faced in their foraging way of life.