想起曾经学过的一段课文：
We do not choose to be born. We do not choose our parents.We do not choose our historical epoch, the country of our birth, or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing.We do not, both of us, choose to die; nor do we choose the time or conditions of our death.But within all this realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we shall live: courageously or in cowardice,honorably or dishonorably, with purpose or in drift.So we decide what is important and what is trivial in life.We decide that what makes us significant is either what we do or what we refuse to do.But no matter how indifferent the universe may be to our choices and decisions, these choices and decisions are ours to make.We decide. we choose.And as we decide and choose, so are our lives formed.我们无法选择出生。我们不能选择父母。我们不能选择身处哪个历史时代，故乡，也无法选择成长环境。我们都无法决定自己的生死，也无法决定自己的死期或死状。然而，在这一系列的无可奈何之中，我可以选择如何生活：勇往直前或是畏畏缩缩，光彩体面或是卑鄙萎缩，目标明确或是漫无目的。所以生活中哪些事情是无足轻重，而哪些至关重要，由我们自己决定。我们所有的作为与不作为，赋予我们人生的真谛，而这一切也是掌握在我们自己手中．这些选择和决定是我们自己做出的，无论他人有多么冷漠。我们自己决定，自己选择，这便是人生的意义。
