奋斗永不停息。

像你这样不能在我面前曲意承欢，还不如当初没有生下你来的好。

我不害怕脆弱。

Here's an insight that I've had about success: You can't be successful at everything. We hear a lot of talk about work-life balance. Nonsense. You can't have it all. You can't. So any vision of success has to admit what it's losing out on, where the element of loss is. And I think any wise life will accept, as I say, that there is going to be an element where we're not succeeding.

The poem is an inner image that emerges into words.