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.
我从田径中学到的竞争艺术就是忘记的艺术,我现在提醒自己这一点。你必须忘记你的极限,你必须忘记你的疑虑、你的痛苦、你的过去。
身体为灵魂提供了一个照料和使用的工具。
There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. Then a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time.Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit.
语言是灵魂与世界之间的桥梁,而文学则是跨越这座桥梁的艺术。
You have to be willing to fail in order to succeed.