悲伤不是一条线，让你无限远离失去。它是一个圆，你会一次又一次回到同一个地方。
"Grief is not a line, carrying you infinitely further from loss. It is a circle, and you come back, again and again, to the same place."
——抵日本神户时谈话，1895年11月12日
I love flowers so much that I could kiss them, but I know if I did, they would wither and die.