I don’t regret the things I’ve done, I regret the things I didn’t do when I had the chance.

He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.

诗人是一个总是说真话的骗子。

生活中唯一的出路就是笑着度过。你要么笑，要么哭。我更喜欢笑。哭会让我头疼。

The past is always tense, the future perfect.