敲响那些还能敲响的钟,忘记你那完美的祭品。万物皆有裂痕,那是光照进来的地方。
Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.
There are other reasons --There are other reasons why it's perhaps harder now to feel calm than ever before. One of these, and it's paradoxical, because it's linked to something that's rather nice, is the hope we all have for our careers. Never before have expectations been so high about what human beings can achieve with their life span.
I'm not a perfect person, but I'm trying to be better every day.