After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die.

  • -- E. B. White E.B.白

毕竟,生命到底是什么?我们出生,我们活了一会儿,我们死了。

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O love, they die in yon rich sky, They faint on hill or field or river: Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.

呵,爱,它们死在那丰饶的天空里,死在山岭、田野、河流上;我们的回声从一个灵魂传到另一个灵魂,并且永远、永远地增长着。

We all die. It's just a question of when and how horrible it's going to be.

我们都死。问题是什么时候会发生,会有多可怕。