"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
最终，我们记住的不是敌人的话语，而是朋友的沉默。
We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
