Because we don't know when we will die We get to think of life as an inexhaustible well Yet everything happens only a certain number of times And a very small number, really How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood Some afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive your life without it?
Perhaps four or five times more Perhaps not even that How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty, and yet it all seems limitless
一直想找機會送朋友去年做的教授飯友，沒想到錯過生日，下一次就是教授已經過世的時候了...
We get to think of life as an inexhaustible well
Yet everything happens only a certain number of times
And a very small number, really
How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood
Some afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive your life without it?
Perhaps not even that
How many more times will you watch the full moon rise?
Perhaps twenty, and yet it all seems limitless