每个圣人都有过去，每个罪人都有未来。

I'm interested in the way we see things, which is always changing.

A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness— Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!

I'm the reason your present won't stay.

I’m not here to fit into your world. I’m here to make my own.

在别人家住的太久了，人就变得不再尊贵，来往太频繁了，亲密的程度就会下降。