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In fact we do not try to picture the afterlife, nor is it our selves in our nervous tics and optical flecks that we wish to perpetuate; it is the self as the window on the world that we can’t bear to think of shutting.

事实上，我们并没有试图想象来世，也不是我们自己在我们的神经抽搐和光学斑点中希望永存;正是自我作为世界的一扇窗户，我们无法忍受去关闭它。

— John Updike 约翰·厄普代克