锦瑟无端五十弦,一弦一柱思华年.
庄生小梦迷蝴蝶,望帝春心托杜鹃.
沧海月明珠有泪,蓝田日暖玉生烟.
此情可待成追忆,只是当时已惘然.
李商隐
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"Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me... Going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful... that's what matters to me." - Steve Jobs, on Gates and Microsoft, Wall Street Journal, summer 1993
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