In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
这寡独的黄昏,幕着雾与雨,我在我的心的孤寂里,感觉到它的叹息。
"Life is the bitch and death is her sister."
If you're lucky enough to be different, don't ever change.
I don't stop when I'm tired, I stop when I'm done.