金钱像幽灵一样横亘在我们之间，我无法触摸她的手而不感到那种寒意。
The money came between us like a ghost, and I could not touch her hand without feeling that chill.
I'm the reason your life is so messed.
Gunpowder is my brush, the sky is my canvas.#火药是我的画笔，天空是我的画布。
小说是揭示伟大真理的伟大谎言。
"When you have a dream, you've got to grab it and never let go."
