事实上,无论如何,正确理解他人并非生活的全部。误解才是生活,误解、误解、再误解,然后经过仔细的重新考虑,再次误解。
Freedom was a thing that shifted as you looked at it, the way a forest is dense with trees up close but from outside, from the empty meadow, you see its true limits. Being free had nothing to do with chains or how wide your cage was.
我不认为你需要悲伤才能写出一首悲伤的歌。