I actually realized once in Kosovo, when I watched a man break down, that bullets are actually hardened tears, that when we don't allow men to have their girl self and have their vulnerability, and have their compassion, and have their hearts, that they become hardened and hurtful and violent.
コソボで理解したことがあります 崩れ落ちる男を見た時 銃弾は涙を凝固させ― “女子”の要素である繊細さなどの心を持たせないことは 彼らを非情にさせ より危険に より暴力的に― させるのです