I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.

  • -- Edgar Allan Poe 埃德加·艾伦·坡

我感到我呼吸着一种悲伤的气氛。

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I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.

我几乎想不出一种没有忧郁的美。

We breathed the air of freedom without knowing the language or any person.

我们呼吸着自由的空气,却不懂语言,也不认识任何人。

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad.

忧郁是悲伤的快乐。

We lived and breathed acting.

我们活着,呼吸着。