过去是一个跟随我们的影子，总是存在，总是影响。
We are all prisoners of our own experiences.
我们都是自己经历的囚徒。
In the end, it is not the years in your life that count, but the life in your years.
The world is a mirror, reflecting back what we choose to see.
世界是一面镜子，反映出我们选择看到的东西。
We are all searching for something, even if we don't know what it is.
我们都在寻找某样东西，即使我们不知道它是什么。
The heart is a fragile thing, easily broken, but also capable of great strength.
心是脆弱的东西，容易破碎，但也有巨大的力量。
Love is the only thing that can save us from ourselves.
爱是唯一能拯救我们自己的东西。
The truth is often hidden in the silence between words.
真相常常隐藏在言语之间的沉默中。
In the end, we are all just stories waiting to be told.
最终，我们都只是等待被讲述的故事。
To write is to exorcise the demons that live within us.
写作是驱除我们内心恶魔的方式。
The past is a shadow that follows us, always present, always haunting.
过去是一个跟随我们的影子，永远存在，永远萦绕。