1·She died, many decades later, in 2007, in a Paris at peace, caged in her own filthy, darkened hovel, consumed with hatred, sick with fear.
数年后的2007年,在巴黎已经一片平和之时,她却走了,在黑暗的小屋中,埋葬了她的不堪,耗尽了她的怨恨,重病却依旧在害怕的回忆着那些日子。
2·From the same materials one man builds palaces, another hovel.
同样的材料,有人能用其建造出宫殿,而有人只能建成简陋的小屋。