what i have lived for
three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong,have governed my life:the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for 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-ecstacy 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 shivering consciousness looks over the rim of hte world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. i have sought it, finally,because in hte 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 -at 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 he flux. a little of this, but not much, i have achieved.
love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. but always pity brought me back to the earth. echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to ther sons, and the whole world of lonesliness, 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 i f the chance were offered me.
i have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy-ecstacy 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 shivering consciousness looks over the rim of hte world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. i have sought it, finally,because in hte 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 -at 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 he flux. a little of this, but not much, i have achieved.
love and knowledge, so far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens. but always pity brought me back to the earth. echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. children in famine, victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to ther sons, and the whole world of lonesliness, 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 i f the chance were offered me.
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