馬克·哈登
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The dog is called Sandy. I like Sandy. He is not clever but he is very cheerful.
這只狗叫桑迪。我喜歡桑迪。它不聰明，但非?？鞓?lè)。
I think people believe in heaven because they don’t like the idea of dying, because they want to carry on living and they don’t like the idea that other people will move into their house and put their things into the rubbish.
I do not like proper novels. In proper novels people say things like, ‘I am veined with iron, with silver and with streaks of common mud. I cannot contract into the firm fist which those clench who do not depend on stimulus.’ What does this mean? I do not know. Nor does Father. Nor do the people who write these books.
我不喜歡正經(jīng)的小說(shuō)。在正經(jīng)小說(shuō)里，人們會(huì)說(shuō)這樣的話：“我的血管里流淌著鐵、銀和普通的泥土。我無(wú)法像那些不依賴刺激的人那樣握緊拳頭。”這是什么意思？我不知道。父親也不知道。寫這些書的人也不知道。
People believe in God because the world is very complicated and they think it is very unlikely that anything as complicated as a flying squirrel or the human eye or a brain could happen by chance.
人們相信上帝，因?yàn)槭澜绶浅?fù)雜，他們認(rèn)為像飛鼠、人眼或大腦這樣復(fù)雜的東西不太可能是偶然發(fā)生的。
I like dogs. You always know what a dog is thinking. It has four moods. Happy, sad, cross and concentrating.
我喜歡狗。你總是知道狗在想什么。它有四種情緒：開(kāi)心、難過(guò)、生氣和專注。
All the other children at my school are stupid. Except I’m not meant to call them stupid, even though this is what they are.
I find people confusing.
我發(fā)現(xiàn)人很令人困惑。
Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them.
Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them.
有時(shí)我們會(huì)為某些事情感到悲傷，而我們不愿意告訴別人我們?yōu)榇烁械奖瘋?/div>
I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them.
我認(rèn)為質(zhì)數(shù)就像生活。它們非常合乎邏輯，但你永遠(yuǎn)無(wú)法弄清楚其中的規(guī)則，即使你花所有時(shí)間去思考它們。
The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.
"I see everything. That is my problem."
我看到一切。這就是我的問(wèn)題。
"I think it should be called a lie because a pig is not like a day and people do not have skeletons in their cupboards."
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