实现明天的唯一限制是我们今天的疑虑。

我不怕独处，我怕孤独。

Writing is a way of making sense of the world.

译文：白云斜斜地挂在蔚蓝的天空上，独自登上高处心中一片怅然。遥想家乡像什么呢?在那杂乱山峰的深处，一片翠绿如烟。

The next agricultural revolution will be invisible—it's happening in labs, in data clouds, and most importantly, in the way we think.《From Soil to Silicon》

The poet’s task is to make the silence speak.

我不是商人，我就是生意本身。