但是当我那天晚上开车回家时，我意识到了一些事情：我既不好也更聪明，只有更幸运。我应该以为自己知道一切而感到羞耻，因为您可以了解整个世界，并且仍然会迷失其中。如此多的人痛苦，他们哭泣，渴望他们受伤。但是，他们没有看着东西，而是抬头看，这也是我应该一直在寻找的东西。因为当世界安静自己的呼吸声时，我们都想要同样的事情：安慰，爱与宁静的心。
(But I realized something as I drove home that night: that I am neither better nor smarter, only luckier. And I should be ashamed of thinking I knew everything, because you can know the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain, they cry, they yearn, they they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they looked up, which is what I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love, and a peaceful heart.)