每天早上我醒来时，躺着的不是我的床，住的不是我的房子，过着不是我自己的人生。
Every morning I wake up in a bed that's not mine, in a house that's not mine, and I live the life of a man who's not me.
The stranger is close to us, insofar as we feel between him and ourselves common features of a national, social, occupational, or generally human, nature. He is far from us, insofar as these common features extend beyond him or us, and connect us only because they connect a great many people.
"Tennis is a mental game. Everyone is fit, everyone hits great shots."
Vote for the man who promises least; he'll be the least disappointing.