We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.
我们生来孤独，活着孤独，死去孤独。尽管有浪漫杂志的渲染，终有一天我们回顾一生，会发现尽管有人相伴，我们始终孤独。
The world is a place of the living, and the dead have no place in it. The dead are nothing. They are not even a memory. They are forgotten. And the living, too, will be forgotten.
所有的压迫都会制造一种战争状态。
Let's make the most of the night like we're gonna die young
The cyclical changes in the cosmos are governed by the interplay of Love and Strife.”
It's not about how hard you hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.