每个人
When you listen to people, you realize that everyone has their own truth.
In every person, there is an abyss. Sometimes you look into it, and sometimes you don’t.
Every life is an archive.
Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love, but always meeting ourselves.