奇幻人生的台词

I realize i just can't do it.Because it's a book about a man who don't know he's about to die and then dies,but if the man does know he's going to die and die willingly,and knowing he could stop it,i mean,isn't that type of man you want to keep alive？ 因为这本书是有关一个人不知自己将死而死去，但如果他知道自己将死而死，愿意赴死，虽然知道自己可以避免一切，我们要留的，难道不是这种人吗 Sometimes,when we lose ourselves in fear and despair,in routine and constancy,in hopeless and tragedy .we can thank god for bavarian sugar cookies,we can still find reassurances in a familiar hand on our skin,or a kind and loving gesture,or a subtle encouragement,or a loving embrace,or an offer of comfort.not to mention hospital gurneys,and nose plugs,and uneaten danish,anf soft-spoken secrets,and Fender Stratocasters,and maybe,the occational piece of fiction. And we must remember that all these things,the nuances,the anomalies,the suntlelies,which we assume only accessorize our days are,in fact,here for a much larger and noble cause:they're here to save our lives. i know the idea seems strange.but i also know that it just so happens to be true.and so it was:a wristwatch saved Harold Grick. 有些时候当我们迷失在 恐惧及绝望中，一次又一次，连续不断，在绝望与悲情之中，我们可以谢谢上帝赐予的巴伐利亚甜饼，在没有甜饼的时候，幸运的，我们还能从身边熟悉的手中得到安心，或是友善及爱的表示，或是隐约的鼓励，或是爱的拥抱，或是安慰的奉献，更别说是医院的轮床，还有游泳鼻塞，还有丹尼奶酥，还有轻声细语的秘密，还有Fender Stratocasters吉他，也许偶尔读一本小说。

我们必须记得全部的这些微小差别，异常，微妙之处，其实有更大更崇高的存在原因：它们是来拯救我们的。我知道这点子有点奇怪但同时我也知道这是真的。

总而言之，手表拯救了Harold Grick。

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