Conflict is the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. It instigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplike passivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.
I guess it comes down to a simple choice:get busy living or get busy dying.
"A library is a place where the past meets the present and the future."
Collaboration beats competition when the goal is meaningful progress.
我慢慢地把水桶提到井栏上。我把它稳稳地放在那里。我的耳朵里还响着辘轳的歌声。依然还在晃荡的水面上,我看见太阳的影子在跳动。