"I love the pressure. I love the big moments. I love the way it feels."
我喜欢压力。我喜欢重要时刻。我喜欢那种感觉。
The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
The passage of time is both a blessing and a curse.
The future of chemistry lies in making the complex simple.
The reasonable man adapts himself to the world; the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.
When I have been listened to and when I have been heard, I am able to re-perceive my world in a new way and go on. It is astonishing how elements that seem insoluble become soluble when someone listens.