我不记得活着的理由了,而我记得的时候,那个理由又没有说服力。
I couldn't remember the reason for living, and when I did it wasn't convincing.
【释义】走一百里路,走了九十里才算是一半。
I always cheer up immensely if an attack is particularly wounding because I think, well, if they attack one personally, it means they have not a single political argument left.