夜の钢琴

阻止了我的脚步的，并不是我所看见的东西，而是我所无法看见的那些东西。你明白么？我看不见的那些。在那个无限蔓延的城市里，什么东西都有，可惟独没有尽头。 It wasn't what I saw that stopped me, Max. It was what I didn't see. You understand that? What I didn't see. In all that sprawling city there was everything except an end.