I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.

朗费罗幽默的秘密源泉并不是欢乐而是悲伤。天堂里没有幽默。

Every material has its own memory and history.

舞台上的每一夜都是与人们灵魂连接的机会。