The basis of shame is not some personal mistake of ours, but the ignominy, the humiliation we feel that we must be what others want us to be.
思想掠過我的心上，如一群野鴨飛過天空。我聽見它們鼓翼之聲了。
所有嚴(yán)肅的藝術(shù)都試圖理解這個世界。
The best mathematics is not just logical; it is intuitive and creative, blending rigor with imagination.