I could either watch it happen or be a part of it.
沉默是灵魂的语言。
我想起了浮泛在生与爱与死的川流上的许多别的时代,以及这些时代之被遗忘,我便感觉到离开尘世的自由了。
"The past is never dead. It's not even past."
Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near. The seagulls fly off,the waves roll away and we depart.