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·Freedom,the fatuous jingle of our civilization.But only those deprived of it have the barest inkling of what it really is.自由是我们每天随口而出的词，但只有被剥夺了的人才能体会它的真正含义。·Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.我们的生命不是我们自己的，我们和其他人紧紧相连，过去，现在，每一桩恶行，每一件善事，我们孕育着自己的未来。·Just trying to understand why we keep making the same mistakes over and over.(我只是)想试图理解为什麼我们会一遍又一遍的犯着同样的错误。·I would never stoop to violent crime.我决不会向暴力犯罪屈服。·An act of kindness will determine our future.一个善举都会决定我们未来的重生。·To understand ourselves, only through the eyes of others.Our life is immortal nature impact our words and actions.要了解我们自己，只有通过他人的眼睛。我们生命的不朽性质在于我们的言语和行为带来的影响。·I believe that death is a door, when it closes, another opens.我相信死亡只是一扇门，当它关闭时，另一扇就会打开。·A half-finished book is after all a half-finished love offair.只看半部书就像刚谈了一半的恋爱。·Our lives and our choices each encounter suggests a new potantial direction.我们各自的人生和各种选择，每每产生交集，引发出一个全新的可能。·We cross and re-cross our old tracks like figure skaters.我们像花样滑冰似的，反复穿梭于过去的生命轨迹上。 ·Yesterday,my life was headed in one direction.Today，it is headed in another.昨天，我的生命朝着一个方向前进。今天，它又转向另一个方向。·Fear，Belief，Love.Phenomema that determine the course of our lives.These forces begin we are born，and continue after we die.恐惧，信仰，爱。这些都决定着我们人生走向。这些能量在我们出生前就存在，并在我们死后一直延续。·There's a natural order to this world，and those who try to upend it do not fare well.这个世界有它的自然法则，那些想要破坏它的人没有好下场。 I know,Sixsmith,you groan and shake your head,but you smile too,which is why I love you. I will not be subjugated to criminal abuse! At this point in my life,all I know,Sixsmith,is that this world spins from the same unseen forces that twist our hearts. Seen too much of the world,I no good slave. You can maintain power over people,as long as you give them something.Rob a man of everything,and that man will no loner be in your power. -Did you ever think that the universe was against you?-All the time. Freedom,the fatuous jingle of our civilization.But only those deprived of it have the barest inkling of what it really is. You have to do whatever you can't not do. Belief like fear or love is forced to be understood as we understand the theory of relativity and principles of uncertainty.Phenomena that determine the course of our lives.Yesterday,my life was headed in one direction.Today,it is headed in another.Yesterday,I believe I would never have done what I did today.These forces that often remake time and space,they can shape and alter who we imagine ourselves to be,begin long before we are born,and continue after we perish.Our lives and our choices like quantum trajectories are understood moment to moment at each point of intersection,each encounter,suggest a new potential direction. -What are you reading? -Old letters. -Why do you keep reading them? -I don't know. Just trying to understand why we keep making the same mistakes... over and over. Nay,the dead never stay dead.Open your ears,and they'll never stop a yibberin'. -All clear. -Thank you. -No sweat,we're partners.But you got to tell me what's happening. -Okay,let me take off these clothes,call the cops,and I promise I tell you everything that happen in the morning. -Okay.But I hope you realize you just said exactly what every character in any decent mystery says right before they get killed. -Good night,Javier. Our lives are not our own.From womb to tomb,we're bound to others,past and present.And by each crime and every kindness,rebirth our future. No revolutionary ever was. I understand now,that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions.All boundaries are conventions,waiting to be transcended.One may trandcend any convention,if only one can first conceive of doing so.Moments like this,I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own,and I know that separation is an illusion.My life extends far beyond the limitations of me. To be is to be perceived.And so to know thyself is only possible through the eyes of the other.The nature of our immortal lives is in the consequences of our words and deeds,that go on and are pushing themselves throughout all time. He believed that love could outlive death. Watched my final sunrise,enjoyed the last cigarette.Didn't think the view could be anymore perfect,until I saw that beat-up trilby.Honestly,Sixsmith,as ridiculous as that thing makes you look,I don't believe I've ever seen anything more beautiful.Watched you for as long as I dared.I don't believe it was a fluke that I saw you first. I believe we do not stay dead long.Find me beneath the Corsican stars where we first kissed. I believe death is only a door.When it closes,another opens.If I can't imagine heaven,I would imagine that door open.And behind it,I will find him there,waiting for me.