"The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity—it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can."
没有人值得你流泪,值得让你这么做的人不会让你哭泣。
She walks in beauty like the night,Of cloudless climes and starry skies;All that's best of dark and bright,Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
I’m living every day like a hustle.