No arts; no letters; no society; and which is worst of all, continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.

我们总是希望在我们的程序中要说的是，所有已知语言都只能说得不好。

在夜的寂静中，文字找到了通往灵魂的路。

Retire into yourself and ask yourself this question: Must I write？ If the answer is yes， then you must keep writing.

分析的整个发展和运算过程现在都可以通过机械来执行。

The text is a tissue of quotations drawn from the innumerable centers of culture.