He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.

  • -- James Joyce 乔伊斯

他想静静地哭,但不是为了自己:因为那些优美而悲伤的文字,就像音乐一样。

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There’s music in the sighing of a reed; There’s music in the gushing of a rill; There’s music in all things, if men had ears: Their earth is but an echo of the spheres.

芦苇的叹息中有音乐;潺潺的小溪中流淌着音乐;如果人有耳朵,万物皆有音乐;地球不过是球体的回声。

I am hated for loving. I am haunted for wanting.

我因爱而被恨。 我为匮乏而苦恼。