The universe is a machine governed by mathematical laws.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
一切都有可能成为艺术品。
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
在沉默中,和惶恐不安作斗争。