Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream。

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."

胜利不是一切，但渴望胜利就是一切。