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！
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!
The best architecture comes from the synthesis of all the forces that are acting upon it.
自由的代价是永恒的警惕。
Art is not a competition. It’s a journey.