140723（三） 台北。台风
清晨难得的赖床，听着风啪哒啪哒用力的拍击窗户。
狂风暴雨降临的时刻，如果无能为力，逃不出暴风圈半径，与其焦躁心烦，不如放弃
挣扎，任凭它揉捏。
“不能解决的事情，烦恼干嘛，反正无论如何都不能解决。”
谢谢你用我安慰你的这句话反过来安慰我，情绪写了一篇、睡了一觉，也就平复了。
早上读了一篇科尔贺的小品，觉得很感动：
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We are used to thinking that what we give is the same as what we receive,
but people who love expecting to be loved in return are wasting their time.
Love is an act of faith, not an exchange.
Contradictions are what make love grow. Conflicts are what allow love to
remain by our side.
Life is too short for us to keep important words like "I love you" locked
in our hearts.
But do not always expect to hear the same words back. We love because we
need to love. Otherwise, love loses all meaning and the sun ceases to shine.
Arose dreams of enjoying the company of bees, but none appears. The sun
asks:
"Aren't you tired of waiting?"
"Yes," answers the rose, "but if I close my petals, I will wither and
die."
And yet, even when Love does not appear, we remain open to its presence.
Sometimes, when loneliness seems about to crush everything, the only way to
resist is to keep on loving.
from Paulo Coelho
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但愿有一天，我能够达到这份崇高的纯粹。
We love because we need to love.
时常觉得生命中的每样际遇，都能用爱来理解。我们买了这件衣服，因为爱它的颜色
、款式、剪裁，或我们爱的是标签上的30% off；接受了一顿晚餐的邀约，因为菜色美味
、服务生秀色可餐、因为共进晚餐的是我们所爱的朋友、家人、恋人。
几度感觉自己匮乏的时刻，幸好都有这些成堆成群的爱，在门口列队迎接我。
从自己身上发掘到这份感情，什么路都能走得更长更久。说不定耐得住孤独寂寞，源
自于爱自己爱得够多，知道所做的每一件事，远在终点的尽头，都还有自己会等候，没有
掌声、没有喝采、没有笑闹也无妨，因为从来就是自己与自己灵魂的坚持。
如果能够更勇敢的爱自己，在负起责任与不打扰到其他人的情况下，自由地过活，就
已足够。
当认知到自己本来就是一无所有之后，突然不害怕，因为再也没有什么能够失去。
于是风雨之中，无畏无惧。