Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tips of my words.
语言是一种皮肤：我用我的语言摩擦他人。就好像我有词语代替手指，或者手指在词语的尖端。
译文：抬头望去，看不到那繁华的景象。所谓的繁华，不过是虚幻杂乱的，而世人却贪恋不已。
I don’t like to lose—at anything—yet I’ve grown most not from victories, but setbacks.
我不把任何事视为理所当然。我通过努力获得一切成就。