I don’t know how to feel about it, but I’m trying to be happy.
The artist must be a child of the stars.
一切都可以从一个人身上夺走,除了一样:人类最后的自由——在任何特定环境下选择自己态度的能力。
你沾沾自喜,别人乐于喜欢你;你攻击你周围的某个人,其他的人哈哈大笑;但倘若你解剖你自己的灵魂,所有的人就会嗷嗷叫。——作者原注
But I love her. She could fade and wither, how can; but I just look at her, all the tenderness, Chung on the heart.