How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life.
我们多久讲述一次自己的人生故事？我们多久调整、修饰、狡猾地删减一次？而且生命越长久，周围能质疑我们叙述的人就越少，提醒我们我们的生活不是我们的生活，仅仅是我们讲述的关于生活的故事。
I’ve learned that you have to be fearless in going after what you want.
在追求讲故事的过程中，你必须无所畏惧。
Every role is a new adventure, a new journey into the unknown.
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