The crimson seas of the sunset seemed to him like a bursting out of some sacred blood, as if the heart of the world had broken.
在他眼中,落日深红的海洋仿佛神圣的血喷涌而出,仿佛世界的心已经破裂。
— G. K. Chesterton · The Ball and the Cross · VI · The Other Philosopher —
The crimson seas of the sunset seemed to him like a bursting out of some sacred blood, as if the heart of the world had broken.
在他眼中,落日深红的海洋仿佛神圣的血喷涌而出,仿佛世界的心已经破裂。