这里是墨墨曾经在柳家发过的一段话:
_To whittle a doll's head. A wan complexion, a wan smile. 我曾经步步为营的活着,我发现活着就是疲倦,我试图天真无邪,但很快被委屈活埋。(I have a step by step alive, I find that living is tired,I tried to innocence, but soon was wronged.) 我曾经机关算尽的活着,我发现活着就是虚伪,我试图率性而为,但很快被人情刺痛。(Once I rack one's brains to life, I found to live is false,I tried to stop, but soon was shallow sting.) 我曾经尔虞我诈的活着,我发现活着就是恶心,我试图乐观纯真,但很快被现实击垮。(I have the intrigues of the live, I found to be alive is disgusting,I tried to optimistic innocent, but soon was depressed by reality.) 然后,我被泪水淹没了。(Then, I was drowned in tears.) 所以,面具代替了我的脸。(So, instead of my face mask.) 所以,乌云遮住了光。(Therefore, the clouds blotted out the light.) 所以,我死了。(Therefore, I die.)