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.
唯一有价值的东西是你无法买到的东西。
诗人是一个在他有生之年就能成为所有人死后都想成为的人。
You find out who your real friends are when you're involved in a scandal.
爱不是容易的事。