查爾斯·布可夫斯基
貧民窟的桂冠詩人
The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.
Do you hate people?”“I don't hate them...I just feel better when they're not around.
We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that death will tremble to take us.
We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
你憎惡人類嗎？”“不，我不討厭他們...只是當身旁沒有人的時候我會舒服很多。這個世界的問題是睿智的人充滿了懷疑，而愚蠢的人充滿了自信。
我們?nèi)裟艽笮κ朗聼o常，好好活一場，死神也會戰(zhàn)栗一旁。
我們都會死去，所有人，多么荒謬！這種孤獨的事實應該讓我們彼此相愛可是并沒有。我們在瑣事中變得恐懼平庸，我們被虛無啃噬。