A COLLECTION OF GOOD WORDS
悲伤
Grief
There's a point of poverty at which the spirit isn't with the body all the time. It finds the body really too unbearable. So it's almost as if you were talking to the soul itself. And a soul's not properly responsible.
有一个贫穷的点，在这个点上精神并不总是和身体在一起。它发现身体实在是太难以忍受了。这就好像你在和灵魂对话。而灵魂并没有完全负责任。
In the last few years, losing my father, going through a divorce and not getting some jobs I really wanted, is making me a much more interesting person, I think. This all really does feel like a rebirth, a new chapter.
在过去的几年里，我失去了父亲，经历了离婚，没有得到一些我真正想要的工作，我想这让我成为一个更有趣的人。这一切真的就像重生，一个新的篇章。
Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die.
欢笑和悲伤携起手来。心总是迈着沉重的步伐在胸中凝结;脸上布满了皱纹，像一张图表，眼睛充血着泪水和潮水。让风吹吧，因为会有许多人死去。
I am scared; I don't know what is going to happen to me. What was the point of working so hard and of being talented, to be rewarded like this? Never a penny, tormented all my life. It is horrible; one cannot imagine it.
我害怕;我不知道会发生什么事。这么努力工作，这么有才华，得到这样的回报有什么意义呢?一分钱也没有，折磨了我一生。它是可怕的;人们无法想象。
We busted a lot of family secrets with this. But to make a long story short, my parents relationship was built heavily on security issues for my Mom, and when my Dad couldn't provide security, the relationship unraveled.
我们用这个破获了很多家庭秘密。但是长话短说，我父母的关系在很大程度上是建立在我母亲的安全问题上的，当我父亲不能提供安全保障时，这种关系就破裂了。
It's a very difficult thing losing a parent, but I think there's an added complication for me, because he was so well-loved and he had this very open charm that made people feel they had a personal relationship with him.
失去父母是一件非常困难的事情，但我认为这对我来说是一个额外的复杂，因为他是如此受人爱戴，他有一种非常开放的魅力，让人们觉得他们与他有私人关系。
Grief that is dazed and speechless is out of fashion: the modern woman mourns her husband loudly and tells you the whole story of his death, which distresses her so much that she forgets not the slightest detail about it.
茫然无语的悲伤已经过时了:现代女性大声哀悼她的丈夫，告诉你他死亡的整个故事，这让她如此痛苦，以至于她不会忘记任何细节。
‘Strange friend,’ I said, ‘here is no cause to mourn.’ ‘None,’ said the other, ‘save the undone years, The hopelessness. Whatever hope is yours Was my life also; I went hunting wild After the wildest beauty in the world.’
“奇怪的朋友，”我说，“这里没有理由悲伤。”“没有，”另一个说，“除了那些逝去的岁月和绝望。凡你所盼望的，就是我的生命。我去追求世界上最狂野的美。”
After a while in marriage, it doesn't work anymore. There is something missing, there is something wrong. There are few marriages that stay alive forever. We like something, and after a while, we hate what we used to love.
结婚一段时间后，它就不管用了。有些东西不见了，有些地方不对劲。很少有婚姻能永远存在。我们喜欢一些东西，过了一段时间，我们讨厌我们曾经喜欢的东西。
One of the wonderful things about this glorious holiday trip I'm on is that I'm in public with people. It hasn't been inclined... I don't know - something to do with the death of my wife. It's inclined to make me isolated.
在我这次愉快的假期旅行中，最美妙的事情之一就是我和人们一起在公共场所。它没有倾斜……我不知道，和我妻子的死有关。它倾向于让我孤立。
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget.
当我死后，我最亲爱的，不要为我唱悲伤的歌;我头上不要栽玫瑰，也不要栽莲叶遮蔽的松树。愿青草在我以上落下甘霖和露珠。如果你愿意，就记住，如果你愿意，就忘记。
Everything was going according to plan. What caught me off guard, however, was the fact that this eagerly awaited phase brought a sense of loss to me that triggered a whole new wave of soul searching I had not anticipated.
一切都在按计划进行。然而，让我猝不及防的是，这个热切期待的阶段给我带来了一种失落感，引发了一场我未曾预料到的全新的心灵探索浪潮。
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The greatest happiness is to know the source of unhappiness.
最大的幸福是知道不快乐的来源。
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without also protecting yourself from happiness.
你不可能保护自己不悲伤，也不可能保护自己不快乐。
Memories, even hard memories, grew soft like peaches as they grow older.
回忆，即使是艰难的回忆，随着年龄的增长也会变得像桃子一样柔软。
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
悲伤在你身上刻得越深，你就能包含越多的快乐。那盛着你酒的杯，不正是在陶匠的窑里烧过的杯吗?
Do not be afraid that joy will make the pain worse; it is needed like the air we breathe.
不要害怕快乐会使痛苦加剧;它就像我们呼吸的空气一样是需要的。
There's a false perception that women in Africa somehow don't love their babies they way we do, don't grieve their loss the way we would. That is simply not true.
有一种错误的观念认为非洲的妇女不像我们一样爱她们的孩子，不像我们一样为失去孩子而悲伤。但事实并非如此。