The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
移动的手指在书写；一旦写下，便继续前行：无论是你的虔诚还是智慧，都无法引诱它回来取消半行，你的泪水也无法洗去一个字。
Character is destiny.
忍受生活的唯一方法就是逃入艺术。
We are all born mad. Some remain so.
我想创作能永远流传的音乐。