Imagine others complexly.
Without Pain, How Could We Know Joy?
'Do you know,' he asked in a delicious accent, 'what Dom Pรฉrignon said after inventing champagne?' 'No?' I said. 'He called out to his fellow monks, 'Come quickly: I am tasting the stars!'
Your friendship with her-it sleeps with the fishes.
AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!' he screamed. 'So that's Sara,' I said. 'Yes.' 'She seems nice.
You cannot invent an algorithm that is as good at recommending books as a good bookseller, and that's the secret weapon of the bookstore - is that no algorithm will ever understand readers the way that other readers can understand readers.