play by Arthur Miller // The trouble with you is, you don't believe in anything. And ur trouble is you believe in anything. // I like to keep abreast of my ignorance // You have such a talent for ignoring things. I ignore what I gotta ignore // U don't realize how much ppl can hate. They can hate so much they'll tear the world to pieces. // U can never owe sb. without resenting them. // Every man does have a star. A star of one's honesty. U spend ur life groping for it, but once it's out it never lights again. // War and peace, it's nickels and dimes, what's clean? // Forget now. Live. 結(jié)尾哭慘