“...many places and events defy description...seem to demand silence,
like a love affair you can never talk about. For a while later,
you fumble for words, trying vainly to assemble a private narrative,
an explanation, a comfortable way to frame where you've been and what's
happened. In the end, you're just happy you were there...
with your eyes open...and lived to see it.”
“...很多地方和事件都抗拒被陈述...似乎需要的是反而是沉默，
像是一种你永远无法确切描述的爱情。一阵子之后，
你笨拙地在思量用字遣词，徒劳的试着要凑合出一个私密的故事，
一个解释，一个圆满的方式，好让你完整表达所经历的境界和发生的事。
但到头来，你只是很开心你走过这一遭...
有好好睁大双眼...有活着去目睹一切。”