一个好人生命中最美好的部分:他那些微小、无名、被遗忘的善行和爱。
"The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love."
As a kid, I spent my summers with my grandparents on their ranch in Texas. I helped fix windmills, vaccinate cattle, and do other chores. We also watched soap operas every afternoon, especially "Days of our Lives." My grandparents belonged to a Caravan Club, a group of Airstream trailer owners who travel together around the U.S. and Canada. And every few summers, we'd join the caravan. We'd hitch up the Airstream trailer to my grandfather's car, and off we'd go, in a line with 300 other Airstream adventurers. I loved and worshipped my grandparents and I really looked forward to these trips. On one particular trip, I was about 10 years old. I was rolling around in the big bench seat in the back of the car. My grandfather was driving. And my grandmother had the passenger seat. She smoked throughout these trips, and I hated the smell.
"To understand a person, you must first understand their silence."
"I love the pressure. I love the big moments. That’s what I play for."
伟大的诗歌是那些超越自身时代的作品。
Time is the only critic without ambition.
I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.
The art of programming is the art of organizing complexity, of mastering multitude and avoiding its bastard chaos as effectively as possible.