Three passions,Simple but overwhelmingly strong ,have governed my life:the longing for love,the suffering of mankind. These passions,like great winds,have blown me hither and thither,in a wayward course,over a deep ocean of anguish ,reaching to the very verge of despair. I have sought love , first , because it brings ecstasy - ecstasy so great that i would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of this joy . I have sought it , next , because it relieves loneliness - that terrible loneliness in which one's shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love i have seen,in a mystic miniature,the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what i sought, and thought it might seem too good for human life, this is what last-i have found.With equal passion i have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And i have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. A little of this, but not much,i have achieved. Love and knowledge,so far as they were possible,led me upward toward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors,helpless old people a hated burden to their sons,and the whole world of loneliness,poverty,and pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate the evil,but i cannot,and i too suffer. This has been my life. I have found it worth living,and would gladly live it again if the chance were offered me. Taqikema
  • 一个白眼 - [其他]

    2009-05-02

    昨天上街逛逛商场,喝,真是人多啊。不小心碰到一位女士,随即遭到一记很有杀伤力的白眼。貌似对方很多金的样子,完全不把我这个小毛头放在眼里。唉,这边多的是这样的眼睛。

    想想她那“电力十足”的眼神还活像我欠她几百万似的,至于吗,我瞄瞄她到底哪个金贵的部位被我“严重侵犯”到,应该是手上的拎的袋子吧,小小的两只,也不知道装的是什么,黄金?欧元?支票?这么小心就不要挤商场嘛,大家都挤来挤去难保不被抢去。

    听好友说...
  • 一枚硬币 - [思考]

    2009-04-26

          金钱可以折射一个人的品质吗?然一个人可以折射出一座城市的品质。
        来到这座城市已经三年了,三年的生活是封闭的。每天在同一个地点,相同地生活。好似在一个圈起来的地方,一个人在里面走。
        出去逛逛的次数可以数的出来,见到的听到的已无新鲜。身为异乡客,在此处所接触的这座城市的人,与我是那么陌生。
        今天难得逛...