Time flies, and draws us with it. The moment in which I am speaking is already far from me.
The desire to be a servant had been bred into me: bone, blood, and skin.
煤炭仍将是能源结构的一部分，但其角色必须为更清洁的未来重新定义。
Conflict is the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. It instigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplike passivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.
