There is no solitude in the world like that of the big city.

"Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future."

I've always been attracted to the lyric poem because of what it omits.

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.

我不是天后，我只是一个有梦想的勤奋女孩。