Stories are the way we make sense of the world, but they are also the way we deceive ourselves.
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.
The language of mathematics is universal; it transcends all cultural barriers.
每一个灵魂都是一个小宇宙。