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• 我已经活了一辈子，我把自己内心的一切都亮了出来，却是空空如也，一无所得。我现在什么都不懂，一点也不比我过去懂得多。那些男人什么也没教会我，我连恨都不恨他们。我过自己的日子，但是我的生活没有方式可言，没有形式可谈。苏有哪些夜里孤独自眠的人都会因怨恨而辗转反侧，他们直不起身子，不成样子。所有那些把自己献给男人，而不知道那些男人是谁的女人，都满腔怨恨，行色匆匆，惊恐万状，犹如肠道染病一般。这些你知道吗？你著书立说，这些事你知道吗？ (查看原文)

  七七|烂柯人bot 1赞 2013-11-22 10:10:12

• She walked around the cleared-off part of the farm, testing herself who she was and how she had come to be so exhausted and old when nothing permanent had really happened to her. She had thought certain things were permanent, fixing her, but she had been mistaken. Nothing was permanent yet. Nothing had fixed her yet. She happened to look in one of the barns, and there she saw someone--it was Jules. He was sitting with his back to her, in the hay, a small child, very still, just sitting. It was frightening that he should sit like that, so still. She could hear him saying something, talking to himself. A rapid, frightening mumble... a kind of breathy argument. Probably he was stammering, which she hated, the beginnings of words stumbling over themselves and piling up so that nothing could ge... (查看原文)

  安德 2012-03-09 17:28:55