I followed the track with precipitation; the steepness of the slope, the continual agile turning of the line of the descent, and the old unwearied hope of finding something new in a new country, all conspired to lend me wings.
我沿着小径疾步而下;陡峭的山坡、下山路上接连灵巧的转折,以及那份始终不倦、盼望在新地方发现新事物的希望,一齐为我添上了翅膀。
— Robert Louis Stevenson · Travels with a Donkey in the Cevennes · Across the Lozere —