I think it should be called a lie because a pig is not like a day and people do not have skeletons in their cupboards.

Memory is the way we keep telling ourselves our stories - and telling other people a somewhat different version of our stories.

我们讲给自己的故事塑造了我们。

最终，我们只会后悔没有抓住的机会。

过去是一个异国他乡；那里的人做事方式不同。