EN: A dish of mushrooms...and overnight...I was alone in the world.
CN: 一盘蘑菇...一夜之间...只留下孤零零的我。
EN: A man who doesn't spend his income...breaks the rhythm of life by not making money circulate. He has no right to do that!
CN: 一个人，赚钱不花...导致货币流通不畅，扰乱经济秩序，他没权利这么！
EN: Do you know why I chose this café for writing my memoirs? Because only 18 steps away...across the street, stands that lovely townhouse. I wanted to sit opposite because it used to be mine.
CN: 你知道我为什么来这个咖啡馆，写我的自传？因为你走18步，跨过这条街,对面那个漂亮的镇公所，那曾经是我的，我就想坐在它对面。
EN: Look at this principality...made up of a city and a village. The country has no real name because...Monaco is the town's name...and Monte Carlo is the city's name. The town is ancient...the city is modern. The town is Monegasque,The city, cosmopolitan. Each foreigner says he feels perfectly at home. It's quite unique! You see Englishmen, Chinese, Cubans...Hindus, Negroes, Hungarians...Finns and Egyptians like elsewhere. The reason they're more at home here than elsewhere...is Monte Carlo has no Monegasques! It's not a foreign city but a city for foreigners.
CN: 看看这个小公国，就只有一个城市、一个镇子，这个国家没有实质的国名，因为摩纳哥只是那个镇的名字，而蒙特·卡罗是城市的名字，那个镇子很古老，城市是新建的，镇子里才有摩纳哥人，城市，只是个国际大都市，每个外国人都说有回到家的感觉，真是很奇特啊！你能看到英国人、中国人、古巴人、印度人、黑人、匈牙利人、芬兰人、埃及人，等等，这里比其他地方更能让他们感到宾至如归...是因为蒙特·卡罗没有摩纳哥人！它不是个异国城市，就为迎合异国人。
EN: There was a sort of musical café...a semi-brothel we invaded in the evening... and where we tried to behave badly.
CN: 那里有种叫音乐咖啡馆的地方，其实是半公开的妓院，一到晚上我们就去那...
EN: What idea sprouts in the mind of a man who is...punished for not cheating? To cheat! Obviously!
CN: 一个人不是因为诈骗而被惩罚，那他头脑里会萌发什么念头呢？去诈骗！当然！