The sun always shines above the clouds.
太阳总是照耀在云层之上。
The sun always shines above the clouds.
太阳总是照耀在云层之上。
The taste one gets of death in dreams I find more penetrating and atmospheric than the ordinary fear one might suffer while awake.
我发现人们在睡梦中感受到的死亡的味道比醒着时可能遭受的普通恐惧更有穿透力和氛围。
The theme of Death is to Poetry what Mistaken Identity is to Drama.
死亡的主题之于诗歌,正如错误的身份之于戏剧。
The thin line between life and death is still under construction.
生与死的一线之隔仍在建设之中。
The thing about oracles is that they talk back.
神谕的意义在于它们会顶嘴。
The timing of death, like the ending of a story, gives a changed meaning to what preceded it.
死亡的时间,就像一个故事的结局一样,给之前发生的事情赋予了不同的意义。
The trouble about jumping was that if you didn't pick the right number of stories, you might still be alive when you hit bottom.
跳下去的麻烦在于,如果你没有选对故事的数量,你可能在触底时还活着。
The true face of smoking is disease, death and horror - not the glamour and sophistication the pushers in the tobacco industry try to portray.
吸烟的真实面目是疾病、死亡和恐惧,而不是烟草业的推动者试图描绘的魅力和老练。
The truth is that I feel totally helpless, or totally inconsolable, to be more honest. I’m not trying to hide it, but it’s something you’re not to worry about.
说实话,我感到完全无助,或者完全无法安慰。我不是想隐瞒,但你不用担心。
The two stand in the fast-thinning throng of victims, but they speak as if they were alone. Eye to eye, voice to voice, hand to hand, heart to heart, these two children of the Universal Mother, else so wide apart and differing, have come together on the dark highway, to repair home together, and to rest in her bosom.
这两个人站在迅速减少的受害者人群中,但他们说话的样子就像只有他们两个人一样。眼睛对着眼睛,声音对着声音,手对着手,心对着心,这两个来自宇宙母亲的孩子,否则就会天各一方,天各一方,在黑暗的公路上走到一起,一起修复家园,一起安息在她的怀中。
The ultimate affront, that neither hurries, grows weary nor forgets, is called death.
没有匆忙、没有疲倦、也没有忘记的终极冒犯,叫做死亡。
The very essence of literature is the war between emotion and intellect, between life and death. When literature becomes too intellectual - when it begins to ignore the passions, the emotions - it becomes sterile, silly, and actually without substance.
文学的本质是情感与理智的战争,是生与死的战争。当文学变得过于理智——当它开始忽视激情、情感——它就会变得枯燥、愚蠢,而且实际上没有实质内容。
The wages of sin are death, but by the time taxes are taken out, it's just sort of a tired feeling.
罪的工价就是死亡,但当税被除去的时候,那只是一种疲惫的感觉。
The weariest and most loathed worldly life, that age, ache, penury and imprisonment can lay on nature is a paradise, to what we fear of death.
世界上最疲惫、最令人厌恶的生活,那个时代、那个痛苦、那个贫穷、那个囚禁,都可以把大自然置于我们所惧怕的死亡的天堂之中。
The whole history of civilization is strewn with creeds and institutions which were invaluable at first, and deadly afterwards.
整个文明史充满了信条和制度,这些信条和制度最初是无价的,后来却致命。