现在是过去的钥匙，但过去也可能掌握着未来的钥匙。

In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.

Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!

解释：有了过错一定要悔改，干了坏事肯定会觉得害怕。

我们做的每件事都很重要。

真相是一把刀，谎言是绷带。