人生海海山山而川-私享版

Boys, you must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all. 你们必须努力寻找自己的声音，因为你越迟开始寻找，找到的可能性就越小。——节选自《死亡诗社》

But tell you a little secret. Fat people, skinny people, tall people, white people, they are just as alone as we are. But they are scared shitless.

告诉你一个小秘密，无论什么肤色，什么体型，人都是孤独的，但可怕的不是孤独，而是惧怕孤独。

——节选自《返老还童》

The deepest love I think, later than apart, I will live as you like.我所认为最深沉的爱,莫过于分开以后,我将自己活成了你的样子。——节选自《这个杀手不太冷》

我曾经爱过你；

爱情，也许，

在我的心灵里还没有完全消失；

但愿它不会再去打扰你；

我也不想再使你难过悲伤。

我曾经默默无语地，毫无指望的爱过你，

我既忍着羞怯，又忍受着妒忌的折磨；

我曾经那样真诚，那样温柔的爱过你

但愿上帝保佑你，另一个人也会像我一样爱你。

I loved you; and perhaps I love you still,

The flame, perhaps, is not extinguished; yet

It burns so quietly within my soul,

No longer should you feel distressed by it.

Silently and hopelessly I loved you,

At times too jealous and at times too shy.

God grant you find another who will love you

As tenderly and truthfully as I.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,

And nodding by the fire, take down this book,

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look,

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,

And loved your beauty with love false or true,

But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled,

And paced upon the mountains overhead,

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

当你年老鬓白，昏沉欲睡，

坐在炉边打盹，取下这本诗集，

缓缓读起，梦忆你过去可人的双眼，

那脉脉秋水，她们曾经是多么的深情和曼美；

多少人曾爱过和你美好时光的愉悦，

多少人又曾或真或假倾慕你的容颜，

但唯有一个人爱你圣洁高雅的心灵，

爱你那铅华洗尽，年老色衰的憔悴；

你在炽红壁炉前低头沉吟，喃喃细语，默念曾经消逝的爱情，

而它们却早已步入连绵峰谷山峦，

如同爱你的他，将脸庞藏于那漫天繁星。