孤独は、人間の本質である。

Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.

Time and memory are true artists; they remould reality nearer to the heart’s desire.

I am happy and proud of what I have done， but not completely satisfied.

阳光不会永远照耀，但只要它还在，我们不妨一起闪耀。