他现在才发现,他没有真心爱过她。他所爱的是一个理想化的露丝,那个他一手创造的天仙,爱的是他的爱情诗当中所描绘的那个金光闪闪、灿烂耀目的精灵。这个满身资产阶级的缺点,脑子里无可救药地装满了资产阶级思想的真正的资产阶级的露丝,他却从来都没有爱过。
He knew. now, that he had notreally loved her. It was an idealized Ruth he had loved. an ethereal creature ofhis own creating, the bright and luminous spirit of his love-poems. The realbourgeois Ruth, with all the bourgeois failings and with the hopeless cramp of the bourgeois psychology in her mind, he had never loved
He knew. now, that he had notreally loved her. It was an idealized Ruth he had loved. an ethereal creature ofhis own creating, the bright and luminous spirit of his love-poems. The realbourgeois Ruth, with all the bourgeois failings and with the hopeless cramp of the bourgeois psychology in her mind, he had never loved
He knew. now, that he had notreally loved her. It was an idealized Ruth he had loved. an ethereal creature ofhis own creating, the bright and luminous spirit of his love-poems. The realbourgeois Ruth, with all the bourgeois failings and with the hopeless cramp of the bourgeois psychology in her mind, he had never loved
“并非在大功告成时获得欢乐,而是在追求中寻觅喜悦。让美作为你的目的吧。何必把美铸造成金币呢?反正你也做不到;所以我没必要为此而感到不安。