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.

洛丽塔，我生命之光，我欲念之火。我的罪恶，我的灵魂。洛一丽一塔。

金钱会说话，但我的一直只会说再见。