Poetry is the mirror of the soul.

The world is a place of the living, and the dead have no place in it. The dead are nothing. They are not even a memory. They are forgotten.

The Lisp language is designed to be extensible, and it is easy to add new features to it.

记忆是脆弱的，但文学可以把它从遗忘中拯救出来。

梦想是现实的种子，而音乐帮助它们成长。