译文:下雪时送木炭的君子很少,在彩色锦缎绣花的小人很多。赏析:在我们遇到困难时伸出援手的人不多,更多的人因为利益而去巴结我们。人情淡薄,越是需要帮助的越没人帮助,越是得势富足的越有人去巴结。
"We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives."
我不觉得有义务相信,那位赋予我们感官、理性和智力的上帝,会希望我们放弃使用它们。
The dead are our silent partners in the search for truth.
I don’t regret the things I’ve done, I regret the things I didn’t do when I had the chance.