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钱锺书 《围城》:“时间已经遗忘了这条路途。”
There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. Then a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time.Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit.
Always take the high road, it's far less crowded.
If you skillfully follow the multidisciplinary path, you will never wish to come back.It would be like cutting off your hands.