O what is life, if we must hold it thus as wind-blown sparks hold momentary fire?

O what is life, if we must hold it thus as wind-blown sparks hold momentary fire?

啊，如果我们必须这样对待生命，就像一阵风吹过的火星能留住瞬间的火焰一样，那么生命又算得了什么呢?

-- Ada Cambridge 剑桥大学