A picture held us captive. And we could not get outside it， for it lay in our language and language seemed to repeat it to us inexorably.
一幅畫像束縛住了我們。我們無法走出它，因為它存在于我們的語言中，語言似乎無情地一次次地重復(fù)給我們看。
風(fēng)險管理不是消除風(fēng)險，而是在可接受的范圍內(nèi)理解和控制風(fēng)險。
"The stories we tell ourselves about who we are and where we come from shape our identity and our destiny."
我不知道沒有音樂我會做什么。