——1896年,伦敦蒙难后许多人问孙:“我们看到你,你这位先生的革命事业不知道失败过多少次了,为什么还不丧气,总是这么热心呢?这是什么理由呢?”
The only limits you have are the ones you set for yourself.
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.
I'm not a fan of books. I would never want a book's autograph. I'm a proud non-reader of books.
I don't follow the rules. I make the rules.
音乐是向心灵诉说美丽诗意事物的神圣方式。
The true value of a forest cannot be measured in board feet alone.
I don't like to categorize music.