人际交往中最不能做的第一件事,任何形式转载请联系作者

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The worst thing that you encounter when you interact with people is your
own lack of a base line.

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E1
I don’t know how you can expect anyone else to love you when you so
clearly hate yourself.
I can’t say no to people, cause I want everyone to like me.
It does not get easier. It never gets easier.
E2
They all just want to hear what they already believe. No one ever wants
to hear the truth.
E3
So what you’re saying is, everything is society’s fault and we as
individuals never need to take responsibility for anything?
E4
Maybe the Zoe has a little Zelda in him after all.
We are Zoes. We’re cynical and we’re sad and we’re mean.
E5
If you can’t find a way to let off some steam, you’re going to
explode.
Even when no one appreciate you, it’s important that you don’t stop
being good. I like how you always bring your own bags to the grocery
store, and how you’re always organised to go places. I like how you chew
gum on the airplane so your ears will pop. A lot of people might not
appreciate that about you, but I do.
Closure is a made up thing by Steven Spielberg to sell movie tickets.
It, like true love and the Munich Olympics, doesn’t exist in the real
world. The only thing to do now is just to keep living forward.
What’s great about Los Angeles is that nobody cares about where you’re
from and who you are. It’s a superficial town, where you can worry about
stupid shit.
It seems like life’s too short to hold grudges.
E6
You should be with someone who knows you.
We are very different, but I think we bring out the best in each
other.
When I’m with you, I don’t hate myself.
E7
You don’t have to work. You choose to work.
I don’t love you. You don’t love me. We’re just two lonely people,
trying to hate ourselves a little less. Maybe that’s all we’re ever
gonna be. Maybe that’s all we ever were.
People only say they’re fine when they’re not fine.
E8
Hollywood’s a real pretty town that’s smack on top of all that black
tar. By the time you realise you’re sinking, it’s too late.
I could live a million lives, and I’d never forget this one afternoon.
If you have something you need to say to someone, you should do it while
you have the chance, because before you know it, it’ll be too late.
I’m sorry. Okay, I don’t forgive you. I’m not gonna give you closure.
You don’t get that. You have to live with the shitty thing you did for
the rest of your life.
You want to think of yourself as the good guy. Well, I know you better
than anyone, and I can tell you that you’re not. In fact, you’d probably
sleep a lot better at night if you just admitted to yourself that you’re
a selfish goddamn coward who takes whatever he wants and doesn’t give a
shit about who he hurts.
E9
That way, everybody knows what I want. And I know what I want, which is
what everyone wants. And it’s really clear, and nobody’s confused about
anything.
If the ring is just a symbol for love, why would I need a symbol when I
have the real thing right here?
Look around, this day is not about you. So maybe you should just stop
trying to mess with other people’s lives.
It’s okay to not know everything. And some things take a leap of
faith.
Not everything is about me. And maybe I am a little jealous. Not because
I actually want to date Princess Carolyn anymore, but just because I
don’t like the idea that I can’t. I guess I just assumed I always could.
But I made a lot of bad decisions.
Sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started
with just slowly spilled out of me, and now it’s all gone. And I’ll
never get it back in me. It’s too late. Life is a series of closing
doors.
E10
The wedding was great, but that’s not real life. I mean, I guess I got a
happy ending, but every happy ending has the day after the happy ending,
right? And the day after that. So, the wedding was so much fun. It was
the happiest day of my life. But you know, what does that say about all
the days I have left?
E11
This is my last chance to make people love me again. If this goes out,
everybody’s gonna see the real me. Now, I spend a lot of time with the
real me, and believe me, nobody’s gonna love that guy.
I realised that’s just how you are. Maybe I just need to stop expecting
you to be a good person. So that way, I won’t get hurt when you’re
not.
You can’t force love, you blockhead. All you can do is be good to the
people in your life and keep your heart open.
It’s not too late. It’s never too late. It’s never too late to be the
person you want to be. You need to choose the life you want.
Do you think it is too late for me? Am I just doomed to be the person
that I am?
E12
BoJack, when you get sad, you run straight ahead and you keep running
forward, no matter what. There are people in your life who are gonna try
to hold you back, slow you down, but you don’t let them. Don’t you stop
running and don’t you ever look behind you. There’s nothing for you
behind you. All that exists is what’s ahead.
The universe is a cruel, uncaring void. The key to being happy isn’t a
search for meaning. It’s to just keep yourself busy with unimportant
nonsense, and eventually you’ll be dead.
I want to be that person they think I am, but I’m not. They see a
greatness in me, and they mistake it for goodness. But I know there’s
nothing there. As fast as I run, I can’t get away from that.
I wanted to be a big man. But sometimes the biggest thing a man can do
is to tell the truth.
That’s the problem with life, right? Either you know what you want, and
you don’t get what you want, or you get what you want, and then don’t
know what you want.
I don’t think I believe in deep down. I kind of think all you are is
just the things that you do.

The worst thing you can encounter when you interact with people is your
own lack of a base line。

No matter who you are interacting with, be it your family, your friend
or strangers, you should know:

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人际交往中最不能做的第一件事,就是没有底线。

  1. You have your own boundaries which others have no right to pass
    unless you authorize them to.

  2. What you do is your own business. And you are the one who decides how
    to do them.

  3. What others do is their own business. If you don’t want to help, you
    have the right not to.

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No matter who you are interacting with, be it your family, your friend
or strangers, you should know:

There is no need in maintaining all those pointless relationships and
making yourself miserable.

The Egg

By: Andy Weir


You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal
nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless
death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body
was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this
place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main
concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I
just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority
figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as
perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you.
Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be
fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll
feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or
something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be
a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did
in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences
of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more
magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A
human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like
sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You
put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back
out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched
out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out
here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no
point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said.
“This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your
universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there
are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but
honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to
other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some
point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own
lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of
life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this
whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life
you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and
me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing
yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself.
Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will
be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are.
You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived
every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be
born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next
life.”

And I sent you on your way.

无论你是和亲人、朋友还是陌生人打交道,你都应该明白:

You don’t need to please everyone.

1。 You have your own boundaries which others have no right to pass
unless you authorize them to。

And your energy is limited.

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