我们淹没在信息中,却渴求知识。
善恶之间的界限是可渗透的,任何人在环境的逼迫下都可能跨越它。
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.