"Grief is not a line, carrying you infinitely further from loss. It is a circle, and you come back, again and again, to the same place."
悲傷不是一條線，讓你無(wú)限遠(yuǎn)離失去。它是一個(gè)圓，你會(huì)一次又一次回到同一個(gè)地方。
Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest.
我不是圣人，我只是一個(gè)努力的罪人。