我们的生命如此复杂、难以驾驭、越年长越无以解释。我们都有这样的经历,三十几、四十几和五十多岁的时候结交新朋友;也曾困惑在这世上,我们何以向自己解释我们的心病和我们的喜悦,我们的失败、沮丧、成功和懊悔?我们爱过谁,又伤害了谁?若可能、如有机会,我们会选择什么重新来过?我们的人生轨迹,从童年一路延伸到成年,轨迹鲜有平滑和清晰的时候。
My husband, a screenwriter, is often asked to adapt biographies for film, and the struggle, he often says, is that lives have first acts, but they don't have third acts (until they're over) and second acts are just one damned thing after another. So how to understand the narratives of our lives? How to trust that everything about us makes sense?
我丈夫是电影剧本作家,常常应要求把传记改编成电影。此中困苦,如其所言,生命有第一幕,但没有第三幕(除非剧目结束),而第二幕总是恼人的事情接二连三地发生。所以,又怎能真正理解我们生命的历程?又何以相信我们生命的一切都有意义?
Lately I've been wondering if perhaps the answer to this is not to even attempt to smooth things out. Sure, there are the fortunate few from whom the journey has thus far been smooth sailing, but for the vast majority of us, there are fits and starts, hiccups, confusion, mistakes, wrong turns, U-turns,graceless moments. Life's road is nothing if not strewn with pebbles, potholes, unexpected surprises, both happy and not-so-happy ones.
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