But I am a blasted tree; the bolt has entered my soul; and I felt then that I should survive to exhibit what I shall soon cease to be - a miserable spectacle of wrecked humanity, pitiable to others and intolerable to myself.

但我是一棵枯萎的树;门闩已进入我的灵魂;那时，我觉得我应该活下来，展示我不久将不复存在的东西——一幅残缺不全的人性的悲惨景象，对别人是可怜的，对我自己是无法忍受的。