Love me or hate me, it's one or the other. Always has been. Hate my game, my swagger. Hate my fadeaway, my hunger. Hate that I'm a veteran. A champion. Hate that. Hate it with all your heart. And hate that I'm loved, for the exact same reasons."
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
世上还没有一种方法,可以从一个人的脸上探察他的居心;他是我所曾经绝对信任的一个人。