The dead are not absent. They are just invisible.
死者并未缺席。他们只是不可见。
I don't make music for eyes, I make music for ears.
I'm not here to be perfect, I'm here to be honest.
过去总是与我们同在,因为它滋养着现在。
We burn very brightly. Please don't ever stop .
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
"Memory is a strange thing. It doesn't work like I thought it did. We are not meant to remember everything. We're meant to forget, to move on."
真相不会因为我们能否接受而改变。