The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.
夏天的飞鸟,飞到我窗前唱歌,又飞去了。秋天的黄叶,他们没有什麼可唱的,只是叹息一声,飞落在那里。
The act of writing is an act of love and resistance.
The hardest part of designing a system is deciding what to build.
I think the best films are the ones that challenge you.
I can’t relate to lazy people. We don’t speak the same language. I don’t understand you. I don’t want to understand you.