But there are no sprints, and certainly no final sprints. Indeed, I stopped running a long time ago. There's no point. Just walk at the pace that suits your feet and you'll end up arriving at the place you set out for. Or else keep quite still: lately, I've had the feeling that it's simply a matter of sitting and waiting, that it isn't us who do the walking, but the things around us, and they won't fail us; they never do, because nothing ever fails and everything ends up happening anyway.
-- Javier Montes, in 'The Hotel Life,' Granta 113: The Best of Young Spanish Language Novelists/Los Mejores Narradores Jóvenes en Español. Translated by Margaret Jull Costa