Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!
啊，充分利用我们还能花费的东西，在我们也归于尘土之前；尘土归于尘土，躺在尘土之下，没有酒，没有歌，没有歌手，也没有——尽头！
The architect must be a collaborator.
The intoxication of anger, like that of the grape, shows us to others, but hides us from ourselves.
I don’t create for the future. I create for now.
伟大的敌人是优秀。