旅行是一种残酷。它迫使你信任陌生人，失去所有熟悉的家庭和朋友的舒适感。你不断地失去平衡。除了基本的东西：空气、睡眠、梦想、海洋、天空——所有趋向于永恒或我们想象中的永恒的东西，没有什么是属于你的。
"Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it."
我相信粉色的力量。我相信大笑是燃烧卡路里的最佳方式。我相信亲吻，相信经常亲吻的力量。我相信在一切陷入混乱时仍应保持坚强。我相信快乐的女孩是最美的女孩。我相信明天又是新的一天，我相信奇迹。
我了解到你无法控制生活中的一切，这没关系。
并非所有流浪者都迷失了方向。
Systems have sub-systems and sub-systems have sub- systems and so on ad infinitum - which is why we're always starting over.
I don't know anyone who needs a strap-on more than me.