最孤寂难熬的生活，也比与那帮家伙交往要好，要知道那是些只知道背叛和仇恨的恶棍。
Memory is a strange thing, it doesn't work like I thought it did. Memory is not a simple thing at all.
The act of painting is a way of thinking, a way of understanding the world.
They just keep trotting back and forth across the bridge thinking there is something better on the other side. If they'd hang head down at the top of the thing and wait quietly, maybe something good would come along. But no—with men it's rush, rush, rush, every minute. I'm glad I'm a sedentary spider.
