把这一句，留给此刻的你

If my heart still beat I didn't know it. I was aware of one thing only; next to the gaping fact called Death, all I knew was nothing, all I did meant nothing, all I felt conveyed nothing. This was no passing thought. It was a gnawing, palpable emptiness more real than the cold.

如果我的心还在跳动，我不知道。我只知道一件事;除了一个叫死亡的巨大事实，我所知道的一切都是虚无，我所做的一切都毫无意义，我所感到的一切都毫无意义。这不是一时的想法。这是一种比寒冷更真实、更令人痛苦、更明显的空虚。

— David James Duncan 邓肯