每个人都是一个月亮，总有一个阴暗面，而他从来不会让人看见。

How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life.

释义：不要因为坏事小就去做，不要因为好事小就不做。

我的人生没有终点，只有音乐。