書(shū)里面的文字本身就是一個(gè)作家精神載體的濃縮，你在不斷的吸收他人的精神，自己的精神自然也在不斷豐富。特別是世界名著，用心去讀，才會(huì)驚嘆他的魅力。
01《瓦爾登湖》
The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.
使我們視而不見(jiàn)的光亮，對(duì)于我們就是黑暗。當(dāng)我們清醒時(shí)，曙光才會(huì)破曉。來(lái)日方長(zhǎng)，太陽(yáng)只是顆啟明星。
02《了不起的蓋茨比》
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
于是我們繼續(xù)奮力向前，逆水行舟，被不斷地向后推移，直至回到往昔歲月。
03《生命中不可承受之輕》
Tomas turned the key and switched on the ceiling light. Tereza saw two beds pushed together, one of them flanked by a bedside table and lamp. Up out of the lampshade, startled by the overhead light, flew a large nocturnal butterfly that began circling the room. The strains of the piano and violin rose up weakly from below.
托馬斯打開(kāi)房間的門(mén)，按亮了吊燈。特蕾莎看見(jiàn)兩張床對(duì)放著，一張床邊有一個(gè)帶燈的床頭柜。一只巨大的蝴蝶被光線一驚，飛離燈罩，在房間里盤(pán)旋。下面，傳來(lái)鋼琴和小提琴微弱的聲音。
04《海邊的卡夫卡》
You finally fall asleep. And when you wake up, it's true. You are part of a brand-new world.
最終，你墜入沉眠。當(dāng)你再度醒來(lái)，一切都未曾改變。你已融入新的世界。
05《小王子》
If a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and who refuses to answer questions, you will know who he is. If this should happen, please comfort me. Send me word that he has come back.
如果有個(gè)小人出現(xiàn)在你面前，如果他笑著、有一頭金色的頭發(fā)、拒絕回答任何問(wèn)題，你就會(huì)知道他是誰(shuí)了。如果發(fā)生了這一切，請(qǐng)及時(shí)告訴我，好讓我得到安慰。請(qǐng)給我捎個(gè)話，就說(shuō)他已經(jīng)回來(lái)了。
06《一個(gè)陌生女人的來(lái)信》
An intimation of death came to him, and an intimation of deathless love. Something welled up within him; and the thought of the dead woman stirred in his mind, bodiless and passionate, like the sound of distant music.
他感覺(jué)到一次死亡，感覺(jué)到不朽的愛(ài)情。一時(shí)間他的心里百感交集，他思念起那個(gè)看不見(jiàn)的女人，沒(méi)有實(shí)體，充滿激情，猶如遠(yuǎn)方的音樂(lè)。
07《基督山伯爵》
Has not the count just told us that all human wisdom is summed up in two words?---'Wait and hope.'
伯爵剛才不是告訴我們了嗎?人類的全部智慧就包含在這五個(gè)字里面：等待和希望。
08《荊棘鳥(niǎo)》
But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know. We understand. And still we do it. Still we do it.
但是，把荊棘刺入胸膛的那一刻，我們是知道的，明明白白。然而，我們依然要這么做，把荊棘刺入胸膛，徹徹底底。
09《野棕櫚》
She was gone, and I lost about half memory of her. If one day I was gone, all the memory of her would gone with me. Yes, he think: if I have to choose one from sorrow and nothing, I will choose sorrow.
她不在了，一半的記憶也已不存在；如果我不在了，那么所有的記憶也將不在了。是的，他想：在悲傷與虛無(wú)之間我選擇悲傷。
10《悲慘世界》
Only, many years ago, a hand wrote upon it in pencil these four lines, which have become gradually illegible beneath the rain and the dust, and which are, to-day, probably effaced:Il dort. Quoique le sort fut pour lui bien etrange, Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n'eut plus son ange. La chose simplement d'elle-meme arriva, Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s'en va.
不過(guò)，已經(jīng)有年頭了，有人用石墨筆寫(xiě)下這四行詩(shī)，字跡在雨水和塵土下逐漸漫湮了，或許今日已然消失：他安息。盡管他的命運(yùn)很離奇，他要活。他死去，只因失去天使；事情自然發(fā)生，再也簡(jiǎn)單不過(guò)，就像白天過(guò)去，夜幕便要降落。
11《雙城記》
It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; It is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.
我今日所做的事遠(yuǎn)比我往日的所作所為更好，更好; 我今日將享受的安息遠(yuǎn)比我所知的一切更好，更好。
12《老人與?！?/strong>
Up the road, in his shack, the old man was sleeping again. He was still sleeping on his face and the boy was sitting by him watching him.
在大路另一頭老人的窩棚里，他又睡著了。他依舊臉朝下躺著，孩子坐在他身邊，守著他。
The old man was dreaming about the lions.
老人正夢(mèng)見(jiàn)獅子。
13《麥田里的守望者》
About all I know is, I sort of miss everybody I told about. Even old Stradlater and Ackley, for instance. I think I even miss that goddam Maurice. It's funny. Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
我只知道我很想念我所談到的每一個(gè)人。甚至老斯特拉德萊塔和阿克萊，比方說(shuō)。我覺(jué)得我甚至也想念那個(gè)混帳毛里斯哩。說(shuō)來(lái)好笑。你千萬(wàn)別跟任何人談任何事情。你只要一談起，就會(huì)想念起每一個(gè)人來(lái)。
14《呼嘯山莊》
I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells,listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how anyonecould ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
我在那溫和的天空下面，在這三塊墓碑前留連！瞅著飛蛾在石南叢和蘭鈴花中飛舞，聽(tīng)著柔風(fēng)在草間吹動(dòng)，我納悶有誰(shuí)會(huì)想象得出在那平靜的土地下面的長(zhǎng)眠者竟會(huì)有并不平靜的睡眠。
15《浮士德》
Everything transitory, is only approximation; what could not be achieved, here comes to pass; what no-onecould describe, is here accomplished; the Eternal Feminine, draws us afloat.
萬(wàn)象皆俄頃，無(wú)非是映影；事凡不充分，至此開(kāi)始發(fā)生；事凡無(wú)可名，至此始果行；永恒之女性，引導(dǎo)我們飛升。
