我一直在想某个地方的河流，水流非常快。水里有两个人，试图紧紧抓住对方，但最终水流太强了，他们不得不放手，随波逐流。
I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got to let go, drift apart.
La verdadera poesía es aquella que nos hace más humanos.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
快乐唔系拥有得多，而系计较得少。
真相常常隐藏在词语之间的空间里，在比任何声音都响亮的沉默中。
I try to be present in every moment, both on and off the court.
History lives in us, whether we learn it or not.