即使可以传达，也无法被理解。

Every building should be a teacher. It should teach us about light, about air, about how to live together.

译文：西风落日下野草斑驳，秋日天空云淡风轻，一只孤鸟飞过。我这个两鬓斑白的游子，又骑着马登上了太行山。

I never doubted myself. I knew that I was going to be something.

政府的腐败几乎总是始于其原则的衰败。

我还活着，我有机会用我的生命做些事情。这就是我需要的唯一动力。