事物就是这样。一天就像一生。您开始做一件事，但最终要做其他事情，计划跑步，但永远不会到达那里。 。 。 。在您的生命结束时，您的整个生存也具有相同的随意质量。您的一生的形状与一天相同。
(And that's how things are. A day is like a whole life. You start out doing one thing, but end up doing something else, plan to run an errand, but never get there. . . . And at the end of your life, your whole existence has the same haphazard quality, too. Your whole life has the same shape as a single day.)