我们生来孤独，死时孤独，尽管有浪漫杂志的渲染，终有一天回望人生时会发现，即便有人相伴，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.
我在这一刻所看到的，将永远留在我的记忆里，永不消失，我会天天看到它，夜夜梦到它，直到我死。
Life is a series of moments, each one a story waiting to be told.
The absurdity of life doesn't make it meaningless, but rather gives it a special kind of meaning.
每个故事都有开始、中间和结尾，但不一定是这个顺序。