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正月初六，宜沐浴、祭祀、入学。
于是下定决心去游泳，并且真的付诸行动了。可惜游泳馆决定初七才开放。
正月初七，诸事不宜。黄历上明明是这么说的啊。

终于看完了德波顿的爱情笔记(Essays in love)。读的时候数次冲动地要把书扔到床下，因为译文总是生硬但言之有理，所以常常要把一句话来回读上两三遍才能明白意思。一方面，这令人气馁于自己的智商和理解力；另一方面，不得不同情译者再创作时大概也是绞尽脑汁：读懂一句哲理兮兮的英文句子和译出一句能让人读懂的哲理兮兮的中文句子之间的差别实在是很大耶。
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The longing for a destiny is nowhere stronger than in our romantic life. All too often forced to share our bed with those who cannot fathom our soul, can we not be forgiven if webelieve ourselves fated to stumble one day upon the man or woman of our dreams? Can we notbe excused a certain superstitious faith in a creature who will prove the solution to our relentless yearnings? And though our prayers may never be answered, though there may be no end to the dismal cycle of mutal incomprehension, if the heavens should come to take pity on us, then can we really be expected to attribute the encounter with this prince or princess to mere coincidence? Or can we not for once escape rational censure and read it as nothing other than an inevitable part of our romantic destiny?

宿命啊命运啊缘分啊，理性思维完全无法算计。尽管德波顿计算出他们搭乘同一航班相邻而坐的概率是1/5840.82，可实际情况却要复杂的多。（我的数理统计和概率论学的不好，但我一定会算出一个不同的概率值……可纳入的变量其实很多啊）
歪歪扭扭的曲线图和示意图，德波顿半严谨半玩笑的钻研精神让人忍俊不禁。

My sense of inferiority bred a need to take on a personality that was not my own, a seducingself that would respond to every demand and suggestion made by my exalted companion. Love forced me to look at myself as though through Chloe’s imagined eyes. ‘Who could I become to please her?’ I wondered.

完全可以想象。“我”的两人约会常常是“三方会谈”，因为有另一个镜像的“第三方”漂浮在半空俯视着，试图从对方的角度观察并剖析自己，并观察判断的结果继而左右实际中的next step。inferiority，爱人的人是卑微的。sigh。

重要的不是情节，情节只是一个完整的love story：开始–相遇，过程–恋爱，结束–破裂。重要的是，如何无情地冷静地再现某些场景，剖析真实心理和动机。然而要像德波顿一样，旁征博引，上升到理论高度…德波顿有能力将我们也曾有过的疑问正儿八经地归纳起来，正儿八经地做心理分析，正儿八经地刨根就底。感到信服产生共鸣的时候，我也一边点着头（称是）摇着头（叹气）一边无力地陷入作者的悲观理论了。幸福恐惧症、浪漫恐怖主义、怀疑主义……恁是多么美好的爱情回忆，也会在这样的重重疑问和自问自答中变得冷酷起来。

随便说说。还是看过即忘的好，不可当真。