译文：生前的富贵荣华好似草尖上的露珠，死后的风流情感正如那田间小路上的春花。赏析：世间的一切富贵荣华，爱恨情仇都将化为烟云，无影无踪。我们只有珍惜自己的生命和健康，才是最重要的。

"We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way."

Once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition, there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes.

"In the end, we are all just stories."