Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood.
"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
When you follow your heart or your gut, when you truly follow the things that feel right to you and the things that you love, then you can never lose.
记忆是个奇怪的东西。它并不像我以为的那样运作。我们的构造如此愚蠢,以至于我们携着最早的记忆走过一生,还以为它们是最新近的。