...温暖的空气闻起来有霉菌和某种本能，这些电影和我曾经听过的所有歌曲以及我曾经读过的所有有关纽约的故事都对此进行了编程，并告诉我，它将再也不会完全相同。实际上从来没有。
(... and the warm air smelled of mildew and some instinct, programmed by all the movies I had ever seen and all the songs I had ever heard sung and all the stories I had ever read about New York, informed me that it would never be quite the same again. In fact it never was.)