If memories had a smell, it would be the fragrance of camphor, sweet and secure, like clearly remembered happiness, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow.
回忆这东西若是有气味的话，那就是樟脑的香，甜而稳妥，像记得分明的快乐，甜而怅惘，像忘却了的忧愁。
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.
The only real journey is the one within.
The biggest risk of AI is not that it will become too powerful, but that we will not use it wisely.