It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
这是『双城记』第一章里的第一段话，记得这是在大学里是翻译课上翻译过的一段，当时把『we had everything before us, we had nothing before us』读了很多遍。今天突然被问起来，记忆像是被唤醒了一般。我的表情可能还是那个若有所思的样子，但是，现在想的，和从前，是否还是一样呢？
