"The truth is not what you remember, but what you can no longer forget."
真相不是你记得什么,而是你再也不能忘记什么。
You have to be willing to adapt, or you'll be left behind.
Frailty, the name is woman!
花儿凋落随水流去,带着淡淡的红色,心中有无尽的闲愁,默默无言地埋怨着东风。
我总是试图在我讲述的每个故事中找到人性。
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?