世界是一个充满痛苦的地方,而爱是唯一让它变得可以忍受的东西。
The same things do not produce the same effects, though conjoined with the same subjects.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.