The city remembers what its people forget.

I understand that you're unhappy with the life that you've been given. But you know what? Eventually, we all have to accept reality. So, here it is. I am a person. You are not. I make the decisions. You do not.

Don't tell me how good you make it; tell me how good it makes me when I use it.

监狱生活充满了一段又一段的例行公事。