انت مضطر احيانا كي تحارب نفسك حتى تستمر على السير قدما

“Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, an…”

“و ماذا يعني ذلك؟ لقد ماتز و ما الذي مات؟ هل مات تقديري لايغور؟ هل مات شعوري نحو…”

“once there was a crow, it flew from the field to the hill, from hedge to hedge,…”

“The doleful, ugly sounds became entangled in his whiskers.”