"Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs on hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate—he has little success in this—but with the other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins, for he sees different (and more) things than do the others; after all, dead as he is in his own lifetime, he is the real survivor. This assumes that he does not need both hands, or more hands than he has, in his struggle against despair."--Kafka



Friday, May 1, 2009

4500 個折磨

要寫4500字的paper,當我經歷了4000個折磨,決定把餘下500個折磨留給明天時,就從收音機聽到這首歌:

好的流行曲反映了那個時代的面貌。對比起八十年代,九十年代的流行曲平板得沒啥好說的,不過相對今天,九十年代起碼有天后天王,今天只餘自怨自艾的小器歌手。

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