思想掠过我的心上，如一群野鸭飞过天空。我听见它们鼓翼之声了。

The art of competing, I’d learned from track, was the art of forgetting, and I now reminded myself of that fact. You must forget your limits. You must forget your doubts, your pain, your past.

最好的建筑是那些优雅老去的建筑。

地狱中最黑暗的地方是为那些在道德危机时保持中立的人保留的。