我们生来孤独，活着孤独，死去孤独。尽管有浪漫杂志的渲染，终有一天我们回顾一生，会发现尽管有人相伴，我们始终孤独。
We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.
I do not wish them [women] to have power over men; but over themselves.
Believe in yourself and all that you are.
看似痛苦的试炼的往往是伪装的祝福。