There was a train that would come by our house every night, and I'd hear the whistle blow. That is the sweetest memory I have.

  • -- Cassandra Wilson 卡珊卓·威尔森

每天晚上都有一列火车经过我家,我听到汽笛声。那是我最美好的回忆。

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I think this is what hooks one to gardening: it is the closest one can come to being present at creation.

我想这就是园艺吸引人的地方:它是一个人在创作时最接近现实的地方。

It all comes down to the last person you think of at night. That's where your heart is.

这一切都归结于你在晚上想到的最后一个人。那就是你的心所在。

The cup that went down under has now come up again.

从前所掉在底下的杯,现在又上来了。

The night cometh when no man can work.

黑夜来临,没有人能工作。