Once opening the door was a promise of happiness, now my surroundings seem to have appointed me the keeper of sadness.

Once opening the door was a promise of happiness, now my surroundings seem to have appointed me the keeper of sadness.

曾经，开门是幸福的保证，而现在，我周围的环境似乎让我成为了悲伤的守护者。

-- Nancy B. Brewer 南希·B·布鲁尔