A COLLECTION OF GOOD WORDS
悲伤
Grief
As one nail by strength drives out another, So the remembrance of my former love Is by a newer object quite forgotten.
就像一颗钉子钉出另一颗钉子一样，对我以前爱情的回忆也会被一个新的东西完全遗忘。
Sleep is no longer a healing bath, a recuperation of vital forces, but an oblivion, a nightly brush with annihilation.
睡眠不再是疗愈的沐浴，生命力量的恢复，而是一种遗忘，一种每晚与毁灭擦擦的感觉。
One is left with the horrible feeling now that war settles nothing; that to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one.
人们现在只剩下一种可怕的感觉:战争解决不了任何问题;赢得一场战争和输掉一场战争一样是灾难性的。
Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.
凡人是如此脆弱。只是温柔的感情在它们精致的壳里四处游走……容易压碎。
Letting go doesn't mean you forget the person completely. It just means that you find a way of surviving without them.
放手并不意味着你完全忘记了那个人。这只是意味着你找到了一种没有它们的生存方式。
That moment when you can actually feel the pain in your chest from seeing or hearing something that breaks your heart.
当你看到或听到令你心碎的东西时，你能感觉到胸口的疼痛。
People marry for a variety of reasons and with varying results. But to marry for love is to invite inevitable tragedy.
人们结婚的原因和结果各不相同。但为爱而结婚就会招致不可避免的悲剧。
There is no darkness like that of a confined space. It's darker than the inside of eyelids, and darker than the night.
没有像密闭空间那样的黑暗。它比眼睑内侧还要黑，比夜晚还要黑。
You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.
你让世界上其他美好的事物为你的尝试而哭泣。你让我呼吸困难。
A writer off-guard since the materials with which he works are so dangerous can expect agony as quick as a thunderclap.
一个作家在写作时猝不及防，因为他所使用的材料是如此的危险，他可以预料到痛苦会像雷击一样迅速。
A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine!
疲乏的命运属于你，美丽的姑娘，疲乏的命运属于你!把你额上的刺扎成辫子，把芸香压成美酒!
Like the dew on the mountain, Like the foam on the river, Like the bubble on the fountain, Thou art gone, and for ever!
你去了，永永远远，好像山上的甘露，河上的沫子，泉上的沫子。
KEEP EXPLORING
沿着这个主题，再读几句。
Sometimes grief is a comfort we grant ourselves because it's less terrifying than trying for joy.
有时候，悲伤是我们给自己的一种安慰，因为它没有为快乐而努力那么可怕。
The joys of parents are secret, and so are their grieves and fears.
父母的快乐是秘密，他们的悲伤和恐惧也是秘密。
It is right it should be so, Man was made for joy and woe; And when this we rightly know, Through the world we safely go.
应该如此，人是为快乐和悲伤而生的;当我们正确地认识到这一点时，我们就能安全地穿过这个世界。
It is not about forcing happiness. It is about not letting sadness win.
这不是强迫幸福。而是不要让悲伤获胜。
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。
Pain fades, but the lessons that you learn, always stay right there with you.
痛苦会消失，但你学到的教训，永远与你同在。