真理是一面从上帝手中掉下来摔成碎片的镜子。每个人都拿了一块,看着它,以为他们拥有了真理。
The truth is a mirror which fell from the hand of God and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.
我认为悲伤是一种疯狂。它让你做出奇怪的事情。
The poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star and climbs it while playing a violin.
I've learned that you can't have everything and do everything at the same time.
There ain't no way you can hold onto something that wants to go, you understand? You can only love what you got while you got it.