我们多久讲述一次自己的人生故事?我们多久调整、修饰、狡猾地删减一次?而且生命越长久,周围能质疑我们叙述的人就越少,提醒我们我们的生活不是我们的生活,仅仅是我们讲述的关于生活的故事。
How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life.
"Every sentence has a truth waiting at the end of it."
人类认知存在着局限性。我们往往会根据有限的信息做出全盘的判断,这种倾向可能导致严重的误判。
The very essence of the creative is its novelty, and hence we have no standard by which to judge it.
The battle for women's rights has been largely won.