"You can't always get what you want, but sometimes, you get what you need."

Night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, “I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth.”

薪柴会烧完，火种却传下去，不会穷尽。

I don't think you should ever let anyone tell you what you can and can't do.

Even in the grave， all is not lost.