Happiness is not something ready-made. It comes from your own actions.
记忆是个奇怪的东西。它并不像我以为的那样运作。我们的构造如此愚蠢,以至于我们携着最早的记忆走过一生,还以为它们是最新近的。
It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure to the world.