A COLLECTION OF GOOD WORDS
悲伤
Grief
What happens when you have great grief in your life is the arteries of that heart begins to spasms down, just literally squeezes down like this because you're feeling the tension of your life and then the heart muscle itself will also begin - to get stressed out.
当你在生活中经历巨大的悲痛时，心脏的动脉开始痉挛，就像这样被挤压下去，因为你感到生活的紧张，然后心脏肌肉本身也开始紧张。
I'm lying in my bed, blanket is warm, this body will never keep me safe from harm. I still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole. If oly you'd come back to me. To feel you at my side, wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied.
我躺在床上，毯子是温暖的，这个身体永远不会保护我免受伤害。我依然能感觉到你的头发，黑色的煤带。触摸我的皮肤，让我保持完整。只要你回到我身边。感觉你在我身边，不需要任何魔针来满足我。
I felt that I ostracized myself by my behavior, by the past, by living with all the regrets of my mistakes, that I sort of wore a hair shirt and beat myself up most of the day thinking and regretting why did I make such a mistake? Why have I made so many mistakes?
我觉得自己被自己的行为排斥了，被过去排斥了，被生活在对错误的悔恨中，我几乎每天都穿着一件汗衫痛打自己，思考和后悔自己为什么会犯这样的错误?为什么我犯了这么多错误?
Sad will be the day for any man when he becomes contented with the thoughts he is thinking and the deeds he is doing - where there is not forever beating at the doors of his soul some great desire to do something larger; which he knows he was meant and made to do.
对任何一个人来说，当他对自己的想法和所做的事情感到满足时，那一天都会是悲伤的。他知道这是命中注定的。
Grief is like a moving river, so that's what I mean by it's always changing. It's a strange thing to say because I'm at heart an optimistic person, but I would say in some ways it just gets worse. It's just that the more time that passes, the more you miss someone.
悲伤就像一条流动的河流，所以这就是我所说的它总是在变化。这是一件奇怪的事情，因为我本质上是一个乐观的人，但我要说的是，在某些方面，情况只会变得更糟。只是时间越长，你就越想念一个人。
To die is as if one's eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction.
死就像人的眼睛被挖出来，再也看不见任何东西。也许这就像被关在地窖里。一个被所有人抛弃。他们砰的一声关上门就走了。人们什么也看不见，只注意到腐烂的潮湿气味。
And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are an hundred and thirty years: few and evil have the days of the years of my life been, and have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.
雅各对法老说,多年来我的朝圣的日子是一百三十年:很少有和邪恶的日子年的我的生活,对多年来的日子还没有达到生活的我的父亲在他们的朝圣之旅。
I have had issues with depression all my life, and it's probably true to say there was a tendency towards it even when I was very young, during my schooldays. There was often - and this is quite common with comics - a sense of not feeling as if I belonged anywhere.
我一生都有抑郁症的问题，甚至可以说，在我很小的时候，在我上学的时候，就有这种倾向。我经常有一种不属于任何地方的感觉，这在漫画中很常见。
It was fifteen minutes before I could work myself up to go and humble myself to a nigger - but I done it, and I want ever sorry for it afterwards, neither. I didn’t do him no more mean tricks, and I would’ done that one if I’d a knowed it would make him feel that way.
过了十五分钟，我才鼓起勇气去向一个黑奴卑躬屈膝——可是我做到了，以后我也不想为此而感到遗憾。我不再对他耍卑鄙的花招了，如果我早知道他会那样想，我就会那样做的。
Out, damned spot; out, I say. One, two, why, then ’tis time to do’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear who knows it when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?
出去,该死的地方;了,我说。一，二，为什么，那么是时候做了。地狱是模糊的。呸，大人，呸，一个士兵和一个胆小鬼?当没有人能要求我们的力量承担责任时，谁知道我们还怕什么呢?然而，谁能想到老人身上有这么多血呢?
My children, as long as you live, the shadow of the Hiss Case will brush you. In every pair of eyes that rests on you, you will see pass, like a cloud passing behind a woods in winter, the memory of your father - dissembled in friendly eyes, lurking in unfriendly eyes.
我的孩子们，只要你们活着，希斯案的阴影就会拂过你们。每一双落在你身上的眼睛里，你都将看到你父亲的记忆，像冬天里穿过树林的云彩一样，在友好的眼睛里掩饰着，在不友好的眼睛里潜伏着。
If my world were to cave in tomorrow, I would look back on all the pleasures, excitements and worthwhilenesses I have been lucky enough to have had. Not the sadness, not my miscarriages or my father leaving home, but the joy of everything else. It will have been enough.
如果明天我的世界坍塌，我会回顾所有的快乐、兴奋和我有幸拥有的价值。不是悲伤，不是流产，也不是父亲离家出走，而是其他一切的快乐。这就够了。
KEEP EXPLORING
沿着这个主题，再读几句。
Loving can cost a lot but not loving always costs more, and those who fear to love often find that want of love is an emptiness that robs the joy from life.
爱会付出很多，但不爱的代价往往更高，那些害怕爱的人往往发现，缺少爱是一种空虚，会夺走生活的乐趣。
There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow.
在悲伤的日子里回忆快乐，是最痛苦的事情。
When you are suffering, you become more understanding about yourself, but also about other people's sufferings too. That's the first step to understand somebody is to understand their sufferings. So then love follows.
当你受苦的时候，你会对自己有更多的了解，也会对别人的痛苦有更多的了解。了解一个人的第一步就是了解他们的痛苦。于是爱随之而来。
He who can conceal his joys, is greater than he who can hide his griefs.
能隐藏快乐的人，比能隐藏悲伤的人更伟大。
In this world, full often, our joys are only the tender shadows which our sorrows cast.
在这个世界上，我们的欢乐往往只是我们的悲伤投下的柔和的影子。
Behind every beautiful thing there's some kind of pain.
每一件美好事物的背后都有某种痛苦。