A rich man's body is like a premium cotton pillow, white and soft and blank. Ours are different. My father's spine was a knotted rope, and the skin on his chest was so thin that you could see the ribs pressing out against it.
富人的身体就像一个高级棉枕头，白而软且空白。我们的则不同。我父亲的脊椎像一根打结的绳子，他胸前的皮肤薄得可以看到肋骨压出来的痕迹。
做你爱做的事，钱自然会来。
Every seed we plant today is a promise to future generations.
You have to be willing to adapt, or you'll be left behind.
We must balance short-term performance with long-term value creation.
作家必须是一个异端，一个质疑所有绝对的人。