She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.
夜里不睡的人,白天多多少少总有什么逃避掩饰的吧。白昼解不开的结,黑夜慢慢耗。
人们常说,在你死之前,你的一生会在眼前闪过。事实上确实如此。这就叫生活。
The true artist is not the one who is inspired, but the one who inspires others.