The past is a shadow that follows us, but it is our choice whether to let it define us or to step into the light.
过去是一个跟随我们的影子，但选择让它定义我们还是走向光明，是我们的选择。
We are all prisoners of our own experiences, and the key to freedom lies in understanding them.
我们都是自己经历的囚徒，而自由的关键在于理解这些经历。
In the end, all we have are the stories we tell ourselves.
最终，我们只有我们告诉自己的故事。
The act of writing is an act of rebellion against oblivion.
We write to remember, but also to forget.
我们写作是为了记住，但也是为了忘记。
The truth is often hidden in the silence between words.
Every word is a step towards understanding.
每一个词都是通向理解的一步。
The heart is a labyrinth of forgotten desires.
心是一个被遗忘的欲望的迷宫。
In the end, we are all stories.
最终，我们都是故事。
To write is to confront the ghosts of memory.
The past is a shadow that follows us, always present, always influencing.