You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank. You’re not the car you drive.
You’re not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis.
You’re the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
工作不能代表你,银行存款并不能代表你,你开的车也不能代表你,
皮夹里的东西不能代表你,衣服也不能代表你,你只是平凡众生中的其中一个.
You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
We are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. We are all part of the same compost heap.
你不是什么特别的人物,你不是美丽的、独一无二的雪花,你跟其他生物是同样的有机物。
我们只是来这世界走一遭罢了,跟其他生物没什么两样。
First you have to give up. First you have to know, not fear, know that someday you’re gonna die.
It’s only after we’ve lost everyting that we’re free to do anyting.
你得先放弃一切,你必须没有恐惧,面对你总有一天会死的事实。只有抛弃一切,才能获得自由。