Not pretty much into this movie, but I love the touching poem on the funeral:" He was my North, my South, my East and West; My working week and my Sunday rest; My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song."~
“There are things we must unlearn in order to learn them. 有些东西我们必须放下方可真正学习And there are things we must own, in order to renounce them. 有些东西我们必须拥有过方可学会放弃” 在世俗和欲望中去修行逃离和压抑 不过是懦弱和恐惧;跳进去 再出来会不一样