在这个世界上,有些东西用石头是刻不来的。在我们的心中有块地方是关不住的,那块地方称为自由。
That there are things in this world not carved out of gray stone. That there s a small place inside of us they can never lock away, and that place is called hope.
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.