我不害怕风暴,因为我在学习如何驾驶我的船。
我想成为一棵树,不是因为树不会说话,而是因为树不会说谎。
The writer’s joy is the thought that can become emotion, and the emotion that can wholly become a thought.
The greatest gift you can give someone is your time.
You get towards the end of life—no, not life itself, but of something else: the end of any likelihood of change in that life.
假若他日相逢,我将何以贺你?以沉默,以眼泪。
The future of artificial intelligence depends on our ability to create systems that can adapt to new information without explicit programming.
Let’s face it, a nice creamy chocolate cake does a lot for a lot of people; it does for me.