The book is not an end in itself, it is a means of evocation.

The mathematician's patterns, like the painter's or the poet's, must be beautiful; the ideas, like the colors or the words, must fit together in a harmonious way.

事实是，我们都在受苦，但我们受苦的方式不同。

Liberty is the fruit of thought.

最糟糕的监狱不是有墙和栏杆的监狱，而是我们思想中的监狱。

我不会逃避我的过去，我只是不带着它前行。

我们都是自己欲望的囚徒。