There are no hard distinctions between what is real and what is unreal, nor between what is true and what is false. A thing is not necessarily either true or false; it can be both true and false.
The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend you remember.
I have often been asked how my plays come about. I cannot say. Nor can I ever sum them up. I can only say that this is what happened. That is what they said. That is what they did.
我经常被问及我的剧本是如何产生的。我说不上来。我也无法总结它们。我只能说这就是发生的事情。这就是他们说的。这就是他们做的。
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
过去是一个外国；他们在那里做不同的事情。
A moment is a small piece of time, but it can be a very important piece of time.
片刻是时间的一小部分，但它可能是非常重要的一部分。
The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear.
我们听到的言语是我们听不到的暗示。
I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves.
The more acute the experience, the less articulate its expression.
A thing is not necessarily either true or false; it can be both true and false.
一件事不一定是真的或假的；它可能既是真的又是假的。
There are some things one remembers even though they may never have happened.
有些事情即使从未发生过，人们也会记得。
The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend you remember.
A moment is sucked away, distorted, is no longer itself, has lost its body, has abandoned its soul.
一个瞬间被吸走，被扭曲，不再是自己，失去了它的身体，放弃了它的灵魂。
The desire for verification is understandable but cannot always be satisfied.