I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.

  • -- Charles Bukowski 查尔斯·布考斯基

我的左口袋里装着死亡。有时我把它拿出来,对它说:“你好,宝贝,你好吗?”你什么时候来找我?我将准备好。

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The two World Wars came in part, like much modern literature and art, because men, whose nature is to tire of everything in turn... tired of common sense and civilization.

两次世界大战的爆发,在一定程度上,就像许多现代文学和艺术一样,是因为人的本性是依次厌倦一切……厌倦了常识和文明。

He comes into the world God knows how, walks on the water, gets out of his grave and goes up off the Hill of Howth. What drivel is this?

他来到世上,神知道他是怎样来的,他在水上行走,从坟墓里出来,从何特山上去。这是什么废话?