We are all prisoners of our own memories.

释义：福可能变成祸，祸也可能转为福，变化没有尽头。

真正的旅程不在于看到新的风景，而在于拥有新的眼光。

We are all time capsules carrying fragments of the past.

The problem with socialism is that you eventually run out of other people's money.

我们这个时代的巨大挑战是建立能够管理现代社会复杂性的机构。