我们都是自己故事中的英雄。

越是个人化的东西，越具有普遍性。

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?

当四周逐渐阴沉暗淡，理性悄然隐没了光线，希望的火烛摇曳欲熄，我在孤独中徘徊茫然。