有些时刻,身体如同语言般神圣;有些日子,骨骼就是语言。
The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
We are all just echoes of something that once was.
拥有再多的追忆,也永远比不上(对未来)抱著一点小小的希望。