The community stagnates without the impulse of the individual. The impulse dies away without the sympathy of the community.

Cada poema es una carta de amor al mundo, aunque hable de dolor.

我是一个镜球，今晚我会向你展示你自己的每一个版本。

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

——温格与弗格森爵士多次争夺英超冠军，当弗爵表示2001-02赛季获得第三的曼联比冠军阿森纳还要出色时，温格做出了这样的回应