You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else.
我心中的伟大目标是让机器变得如此完美,以至于无需人手的帮助就能完成工作。
我是另一个。如果铜醒来变成号角,那不是它的错。这对我来说很明显:我见证着我的思想的绽放:我看着它,我听着它:我拉一下琴弓:交响乐在深处骚动,或者一跃登上舞台。
"The truth is rarely pure and never simple."