The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.

爱的反面不是恨，而是冷漠。 艺术的对立面不是丑陋，而是冷漠。 信仰的对立面不是异端邪说，而是冷漠。 生命的对立面不是死亡，而是冷漠。

The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.

过去吸引着我，现在让我害怕，因为未来就是死亡。

The phoenix must burn to emerge.

凤凰必须燃烧才能出现。

The photograph, for all its promised immortality, always hinted at death.

尽管这张照片被认为是不朽的，但它总是暗示着死亡。

The poet does not fear death, not because he believes in the fantasy of heroes, but because death constantly visits his thoughts and is thus an image of a serene dialogue.

诗人不惧怕死亡，并不是因为他相信英雄的幻想，而是因为死亡不断地造访他的思想，因此是一种平静对话的形象。

The power of the dead is that we think they see us all the time. The dead have a presence. Is there a level of energy composed solely of the dead? They are also in the ground, of course, asleep and crumbling. Perhaps we are what they dream.

死者的力量在于我们认为他们一直都能看到我们。死人也有存在。是否存在一种仅由死者构成的能量水平?当然，它们也在地上睡着了，摇摇欲坠。也许我们就是他们所梦想的。

The problem with catching dreams is you forget how truly incredible they are when you live with them everyday.

捕捉梦想的问题在于，当你每天与梦想生活在一起时，你会忘记它们是多么不可思议。

The real question is not whether life exists after death. The real question is whether you are alive before death.

真正的问题不是死后是否有生命存在。真正的问题是你死前是否还活着。

The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated.

有关我死亡的报道被大大夸大了。

The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.

我的死讯被大大夸大了。

The scariest thing in the world is thinking someone you love is going to die.

世界上最可怕的事情莫过于想你爱的人即将死去。

The second Cocoon questions that and deals much more directly with the value of living in the real world with its trials and tribulations. I would say it's about that and not about aging or death.

第二个茧的问题是，它更直接地探讨了生活在现实世界中的价值，以及现实世界中的考验和磨难。我想说的是这一点，而不是衰老或死亡。

The sensation of trying to escape. But never being able to. I'm sure I felt that. That's death.

试图逃跑的感觉。但永远也做不到。我确信我有这种感觉。这是死亡。

The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.

小智慧就像玻璃杯里的水:清澈、透明、纯净。伟大的智慧就像大海里的水:黑暗、神秘、透不过气来。

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal - every other affliction to forget: but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open - this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.

对死者的悲伤是我们唯一拒绝脱离的悲伤。每一个我们想要治愈的伤口，每一个我们想要忘记的痛苦，但是这个伤口，我们认为它是一种责任，保持开放，这痛苦，我们珍惜和沉思在孤独。