早上走在大學路上, 天陰有風. 己抽嫩芽的大樹有點顫慄, 空氣濕潤, 扯進兒時走在往小學路上的鳳凰樹的味道. 路旁有兼賣蒸腸粉的面包店, 白煙一絲絲冒出撐在路上的太陽擋的遮蓋範圍. 但空氣裡沒有牛肉腸或蝦米腸的甜, 只有鳳凰樹翠綠的圓點在頭頂很高處掃過.
"Well, Dr. Humbert, to you she is still the little girl that is cradled in the arms, but to those boys over there at the Beardsley High, She is a lovely girl, you know...with the swing, you know, and the jazz...and she has got the curvatures which they take a lot of notice of." --- Clair Quilty [Lolita]