A picture held us captive. And we could not get outside it, for it lay in our language and language seemed to repeat it to us inexorably.
一幅画像束缚住了我们。我们无法走出它,因为它存在于我们的语言中,语言似乎无情地一次次地重复给我们看。
夢を諦めない限り、道は開ける。
世界是一面伟大的镜子,我们是其中的倒影。
A building must be a reflection of the human spirit.