I paint people not because of what they are like, not exactly in spite of what they are like, but how they happen to be.

The future belongs to those who can bridge the gap between silicon and soul.

故事不在文字中；它在斗争中。

I must confess that I never could see any beauty in her. Her face is too thin; her complexion has no brilliancy; and her features are not at all handsome. Her nose wants character; there is nothing marked in its lines. Her teeth are tolerable, but not out of the common way; and as for her eyes, which have sometimes been called so fine, I could never see anything extraordinary in them.