未来属于那些相信自己梦想之美的人。
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
"We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives."
我们会死。那可能是生命的意义。但我们创造语言。那可能是衡量我们生命的标准。