Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream。
Premature optimization is the root of all evil.
Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.
The only way to escape the system is to play with it, to turn its own logic against itself.
We are all responsible for the world we have created, and therefore we must work together to change it.