The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind.
答案，我的朋友，在风中飘荡。
We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
Go for it now. The future is promised to no one.
世界是一本书，不旅行的人只读了一页。
让你的纸张充满你心灵的呼吸。
We are moving from an economy based on the production of goods to one based on the production of information.
The art of simplicity is a puzzle of complexity.