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You can't go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man's dreams of glory and of fame, back home to exile, to escape to Europe and some foreign land, back home to lyricism, to singing just for singing's sake, back home to aestheticism, to one's youthful idea of 'art' and beauty, back home to the ivory tower, back home to places in the country, to the cottage in Bermuda, away from all the strife and conflict of the world, back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time—back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.
你无法回到家乡,回到你的家庭,回到你的童年,回到浪漫的爱情,回到年轻人对荣耀和名声的梦想,回到流亡,逃到欧洲和某个外国,回到抒情,为了唱歌而唱歌,回到唯美主义,回到你年轻时对“艺术”和美的想法,回到象牙塔,回到乡村的地方,回到百慕大的小屋,远离世界上所有的冲突和斗争,回到你失去并一直在寻找的父亲,回到可以帮助你、拯救你、减轻你负担的人,回到那些曾经看似永恒但一直在变化的旧形式和系统——回到时间和记忆的逃避。
What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!
Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you're wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn't love you anymore.
Music is the one art form that can express the inexpressible.
毕竟,没有什么比生命更让人惊奇。除了书写。除了书写。是的,当然了,除了书写,那是唯一的慰藉。《黑书》
不要让昨天占据今天的太多时间。