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1Lesson1WhereDoWeGofromHerePara.18:ItisperfectlyclearthataviolentrevolutiononthepartofAmericanblackswouldfindnosympathyandsupportfromthewhitepopulationandverylittlefromthemajorityoftheNegroesthemselves.Thisisnotimeforromanticillusionsandemptyphilosophicaldebatesaboutfreedom.Thisisatimeforaction.Whatisneededisastrategyforchange,atacticalprogramthatwillbringtheNegrointothemainstreamofAmericanlifeasquicklyaspossible.Sofar,thishasonlybeenofferedbythenonviolentmovement.Withoutrecognizingthiswewillendupwithsolutionsthatdon’tsolve,answersthatdon’tanswerandexplanationsthatdon’texplain.毋庸置疑，美国黑人的暴力革命绝不可能得到白人的同情与支持，也得不到多少大多数黑人的同情与支持。对自由抱有浪漫的幻想或进行哲学性空谈都是不合时宜的。这是行动的时刻。我们需要的是改变的策略，是能够让黑人尽快融入美国主流生活的战术方案。迄今为止，只有非暴力运动能提供这些。如果不能认识到这一点，我们将会得出无法解决困难的方法、无法回答疑问的答案与无法阐释问题的解释。Para.27:Letthisaffirmationbeourringingcry.Itwillgiveusthecouragetofacetheuncertaintiesofthefuture.Itwillgiveourtiredfeetnewstrengthaswecontinueourforwardstridetowardthecityoffreedom.Whenourdaysbecomedrearywithlowhoveringcloudsofdespair,andwhenournightsbecomedarkerthanathousandmidnights,letusrememberthatthereisacreativeforceinthisuniverse,workingtopulldownthegiganticmountainsofevil,apowerthatisabletomakeawayoutofnowayandtransformdarkyesterdaysintobrighttomorrows.Letusrealizethearcofthemoraluniverseislongbutitbendstowardjustice.让此宣言成为我们高亢的呼声，它会赋予我们面对不确定未来的勇气。在我们继续向自由之城大步前行时，它会给予我们疲惫的双足全新的力量。当我们的白日被失望的阴云笼罩而变得阴郁，当我们的夜晚变得比数千个午夜还要黑暗，让我们记住：这个宇宙中存在一种创造性的伟力，正致力于推翻邪恶的高山，这种力量足以于无路处开辟道路、将黑暗的昨日转化成光明的明天。让我们认识到，道德的苍穹虽长，却终将弯正义。Lesson4ProfessionsforWomenShewasintenselysympathetic.Shewasimmenselycharming.Shewasutterlyunselfish.Sheexcelledinthedifficultartsoffamilylife.Shesacrificedherselfdaily.Iftherewaschicken,shetooktheleg;iftherewasadraftshesatinit——inshortshewassoconstitutedthatsheneverhadamindorawishofherown,butpreferredtosympathizealwayswiththemindsandwishesofothers.Aboveall——Ineednotsayit——shewaspure.她极富同情心，无比迷人。她毫无私心，擅长持家，富有牺牲精神。如果餐桌上有一只鸡，她拿的是鸡腿；如果屋里有穿堂风，她就坐在那里挡着。总之，她没有自己的想法或愿望，更愿意附和与赞同。更重要的是——这点不必说——她很纯洁。…wheneverIfelttheshadowofherwingortheradianceofherhalouponmypage,Itookuptheinkpotandflungitather.Shediedhard.Herfictitiousnaturewasofgreatassistancetoher.Itisfarhardertokillaphantomthanareality.ShewasalwayscreepingbackwhenIthoughtIhaddispatchedher.ThoughIflattermyselfthatIkilledherintheend,thestrugglewassevere;ittookmuchtimethathadbetterhavebeenspentuponlearningGreekgrammar;orinroamingtheworldinsearchofadventures.Butitwasarealexperience;itwasanexperiencethatwasboundtobefall2allwomenwritersatthattime.KillingtheAngelintheHousewaspartoftheoccupationofawomanwriter.每当我发现书写纸上有她翅膀的阴影或晕圈的光辉，我就操起墨水瓶投向她。她很难消灭，因为她虚幻的外表帮了她的大忙。消灭幻影比消灭实体要难得多。每当我以为已经消灭了她，她却不知不觉地回来了。虽然我自以为我终究还是消灭了她，但这场搏斗惊心动魄，所耗去的时间还不如用于学习希腊语法或漫游世界去历险。这是我的亲身经历，是我那个时代的女作家注定要经历的。杀死”屋子里的天使”是女作家这个职业的要素之一。Lesson5LoveIsaFallacyIwentbacktomyroomwithaheavyheart.Ihadgravelyunderestimatedthesizeofmytask.Thisgirl’slackofinformationwasterrifying.Norwoulditbeenoughmerelytosupplyherwithinformation.Firstshehadtobetaughtto“think”.Thisloomedasaprojectofnosmalldimensions,andatfirstIwastemptedtogiveherbacktoPetey.ButthenIgottothinkingaboutherabundantphysicalcharmsandaboutthewaysheenteredaroomandthewayshehandledaknifeandfork,andIdecidedtomakeaneffort.我心情沉重地回到了宿舍。我严重低估了这项任务的艰巨性。这姑娘的知识少得令人惊讶。只给她增加知识还不够，首先得教她学会思考，这任务的难度可不小，我的第一个想法是把她还给皮蒂算了。但我转念再想，想到她的外表那么有魅力，想到她进屋时的模样，还有她拿刀叉的姿式，最后我决定还是再努力一把。HeartenedbytheknowledgethatPollywasnotaltogetheracretin,beganalong,patientreviewofallIhadtoldher.OverandoverandoveragainIcitedinstances,pointedoutflaws,kepthammeringawaywithoutletup.Itwaslikediggingatunnel.Atfirst,everythingwaswork,sweat,anddarkness.IhadnoideawhenIwouldreachthelight,orevenifIwould.ButIpersisted.Ipoundedandclawedandscraped,andfinallyIwasrewarded.Isawachinkoflight.Andthenthechinkgotbiggerandthesuncamepouringinandallwasbright.了解到波莉并非十足的傻瓜，我大受鼓舞，花了好长时间耐心地帮她复习了一遍我给她讲过的知识。我一遍遍举例，指出其中的错误，毫不懈怠地讲啊讲啊。这过程就好比挖掘一条隧道，开始时只有辛劳、汗水和黑暗，根本不知道什么时候能见到光亮（挖通隧道），甚至不知道能否见到光亮。但我坚持着，凿啊，挖啊，刮啊，终于我得到了回报：我见到了一线光亮，然后这光亮越来越大，最后阳光倾泻而入，一切都豁然开朗了。Lesson9TheWaytoRainyMountainPara.7:Descendingeastward,thehighlandmeadowsarestairwaytotheplain.InJulytheinlandslopeoftheRockiesisluxuriantwithflaxandbuckwheat,stonecropandlarkspur.Theearthunfoldsandthelimitofthelandrecedes.Clustersoftreesandanimalsgrazingfarinthedistancecausethevisiontoreachawayandwondertobuilduponthemind.Thesunfollowsalongercourseintheday,andtheskyisimmensebeyondallcomparison.Thegreatbillowingcloudsthatsailuponitareshadowsthatmoveuponthegrainlikewater,dividinglight.Fartherdown,inthelandoftheCrowsandBlackfeet,theplainisyellow.Sweetclovertakesholdofthehillsandbendsuponitselftocoverandsealthesoil.TheretheKiowaspausedontheirway;theyhadcometotheplacewheretheymustchangetheirlives.Thesunisathomeontheplains.Preciselytheredoesithavethecertaincharacterofagod.WhentheKiowascametolandoftheCrows,theycouldseethedarkleesofthehillsatdawnacrosstheBighornRiver,theprofusionoflightonthegrainshelves,theoldestdeityrangingafterthesolstices.Notyetwouldtheyveersouthwardtothecaldronofthelandthatlaybelow;theymustweantheirbloodfromthenorthernw