Like most people, I was brought up to look upon life as a process of
getting. It was not until in my late thirties that I made this important
discovery: giving-away makes life so much more exciting. You need not worry if
you lack money. This is how I experimented with giving-away. If an idea for
improving the window display of a neighborhood store flashes to me, I step in
and make the suggestion to the storekeeper. One discovery I made about
giving-away is that it is almost impossible to give away anything in this world
without getting something back, though the return often comes in an unexpected
form. One Sunday morning the local post office delivered an important special
delivery letter to my home, though it was addressed to me at my office. I wrote
the postmaster a note of appreciation. More than a year later I needed a
post-office box for a new business I was starting. I was told at the window that
there were no boxes left, and that my name would have to go on a long waiting
list. As I was about to leave, the postmaster appeared in the doorway. He had
overheard our conversation. “Wasn’t it you that wrote us that letter a year ago
about delivering a special delivery to your home?” I said yes. “Well, you
certainly are going to have a box in this post office if we have to make one for
you. You don’t know what a letter like that means to us. We usually get nothing
but complaints.”

“是不是你,我们该信中写道:一年前为客户提供一份特别的递送到您的家? ”我说是的。


The main impression growing out of twelve years on the faculty of a medical
school is that the No.1 health problem in the U.S. today, even more than AIDS or
cancer, is that Americans don’t know how to think about health and illness. Our
reactions are formed on the terror level.

We fear the worst, expect the worst, thus invite the worst. The result is
that we are becoming a nation of weaklings and hypochondriacs, a self-medicating
society incapable of

distinguishing between casual, everyday symptoms and those that require
professional attention.

Early in life, too, we become seized with the bizarre idea that we are
constantly assaulted by invisible monsters called germs, and that we have to be
on constant alert to protect ourselves against their fury. Equal emphasis,
however, is not given to the presiding fact that our bodies are superbly
equipped to deal with the little demons and the best way of forestalling an
attack is to maintain a sensible life-style.




Relish the Moment 品味现在

Tucked away in our subconsciousness is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves
on a long trip that spans the moment. We are traveling by train. Out the
windows, we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of children
waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing on a distant hillside, of smoke pouring
from a power plant, of row upon row of corn ad wheat, of flatlands and valleys,
of mountains and rolling hillsides, of city skylines and village halls.

But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day at a
certain hour, we will pull into the station. Bands will be playing and flags
waving. Once we get there, so many wonderful dreams will come true and the
pieces of our lives will fit together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. How
restlessly we pace the aisles, damning the minutes for loitering—waiting,
waiting, waiting for the station.

“When we reach the station, that will be it!” we cry. “When I’m 18.” “When
I buy a new 450SL Mercedes Benz!” “When I put the last kid through college.”
“When I have paid off the mortgage!” “When I get a promotion.” “When I reach the
age of retirement, I shall live happily ever after!”

Sooner or later, we must realize there is no station, no one place to
arrive at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is
only a dream. It constantly outdistances us.

It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regrets over
yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who rob us
of today.

So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more
mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often, swim more rivers, watch
more sunsets, laugh more, cry less. Life must be lived as we go along. The
station will come soon enough.



我们的潜意识里藏着一派田园诗般的风光! 我们仿佛身处一次横贯大陆的漫漫旅程之中! 乘着火车,

然而我们心里想得最多的却是最终的目的地! 在某一天的某一时刻, 我们将会抵达进站! 迎接我们的将是乐队和飘舞的彩旗! 一旦到了那儿,
多少美梦将成为现实, 我们的生活也将变得完整, 如同一块理好了的拼图! 可是我们现在在过道里不耐烦地踱来踱去, 咒骂火车的拖拖拉拉! 我们期待着, 期待着,

"当我们到站的时候, 一切就都好了! "我们呼喊着! "当我18岁的时候! ""当我有了一辆新450SL奔驰的时候!
""当我供最小的孩子念完大学的时候! ""当我偿清贷款的时候! ""当我官升高任的时候! ""当我到了退休的时候, 就可以从此过上幸福的生活啦! "

可是我们终究会认识到人生的旅途中并没有车站, 也没有能够"一到永逸"的地方!生活的真正乐趣在于旅行的过程, 而车站不过是个梦,

真正令人发疯的不是今日的负担, 而是对昨日的悔恨及对明日的恐惧! 悔恨与恐惧是一对孪生窃贼, 将今天从你我身边偷走!

那么就不要在过道里徘徊吧, 别老惦记着你离车站还有多远! 何不换一种活法, 将更多的高山攀爬, 多吃点儿冰淇淋甜甜嘴巴, 经常光着脚板儿溜达,
在更多的河流里畅游, 多看看夕阳西下, 多点欢笑哈哈, 少让泪水滴答! 生活得一边过一边瞧! 车站就会很快到达!



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