记忆是我们无法被驱逐的唯一天堂。

He said that the way of the world is to bloom and to flower and die but in the affairs of men there is no waning and the noon of his expression signals the onset of night. His spirit is exhausted at the peak of its achievement. His meridian is at once his darkening and the evening of his day.

世界是如此不可预测。事情突然发生，出乎意料。我们想要感觉到我们能够控制自己的存在。