I have never been able to write a happy play. I can't. I can write a funny play, but I can't write a happy play.
No arts; no letters; no society; and which is worst of all, continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.
生活中唯一的出路就是笑着度过。你要么笑,要么哭。我更喜欢笑。哭会让我头疼。
如果我们从土地中索取,就必须以同样的方式回馈。