We are all broken, that's how the light gets in.
我们都有裂痕，那是光照进来的地方。
The only freedom which deserves the name is that of pursuing our own good in our way， so long as we do not attempt to deprive others of theirs or impede their efforts to obtain it.
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
Every cognitive act is an act of information processing.
我们生来孤独，活着孤独，死去孤独。尽管有那些浪漫杂志的渲染，终有一天我们会回顾一生，发现尽管有人相伴，我们始终孤独。