我想，当这一切的一切都已经结束时，这些回忆还是会历历在目。你知道的，就是那种万花筒般的回忆，被无限放大和复制。就这样一幕幕回放。可真实的他，从未回到我身边。

The act of writing is an act of optimism. You would not take the trouble to do it if you felt it didn't matter.

追求幸福是一种徒劳的努力；真正的满足在于接受。

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.