The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat。
麦田和我没有任何关联，真令人沮丧。不过，你有金黄色的头发。想想看，如果你驯服了我，那该有多好啊！小麦也是金黄色的，那会使我想起你。我会喜欢听麦田里的风声……
艺术中唯一的规则就是没有规则。
死亡是少数几件只要躺下就能完成的事情之一。
每一天都是改变生活的新机会。
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.