今天很残酷，明天更残酷，后天很美好，但绝对大部分是死在明天晚上，所以每个人不要放弃今天。

The only thing that comes to a sleeping man is dreams.

You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else.

艺术不是反映现实的镜子，而是塑造现实的锤子。