La vertu ne peut aller sans la liberté.

The cybernetic exchange between man, computer and algorithm is like a game of musical chairs: The frantic search for balance always leaves one of the three standing ill at ease.

未来的粮食安全藏于海浪之下——只要我们敢于负责任地养殖。

How will you use these gifts？ And will you take pride in your gifts or pride in your choices？

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.