Guilt upon the conscience, like rust upon iron, both defiles and consumes it, gnawing and creeping into it, as that does which at last eats out the very heart and substance of the metal.

  • -- Robert South 罗伯特南方

良心上的罪恶感,就像铁上的铁锈,既玷污又腐蚀良心,又在良心上啮咬又蠕动,就像最终腐蚀金属的心脏和物质一样。

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Once I knew only darkness and stillness... my life was without past or future... but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped to the rapture of living.

曾经我只知道黑暗和寂静……我的生活没有过去也没有未来……但是,另一个人的一个小小的字从我的手里落到了我的手里,我的手抓住了空虚,我的心跳到了对生活的狂喜中。

War seems to come out of nowhere, like rust that suddenly pops up on iron after a storm.

战争似乎不知从何而来,就像暴风雨过后铁上突然冒出的铁锈。

He who eats with most pleasure is he who least requires sauce.

吃得最开心的人是最不需要调味汁的人。

A woman's sword is her tongue, and she does not let it rust.

女人的剑是她的舌头,她不让它生锈。

She's got broken things where her heart should be.

她的心应该在哪里,哪里就在哪里。