战争即将终结的时刻启示着一个真理,一个平庸却又根本,永恒却又被遗忘的真理:面对活人,死者在数量上拥有压倒性的优势,不是只算战争结束后的死者,而是每一个时代的每一个死者,过去的死者,未来的死者;他们确知自己的优势,他们嘲笑我们,嘲笑我们生活的这个时间小岛,嘲笑新欧洲这块渺小的时间,他们让我们明白这一切的微不足道,转瞬即逝…… The moment when the war is coming to a close implies a truth, a mediocre but fundamental but eternal but forgotten truth: in the face of the living, the deceased is overwhelmingly superior in number, not only as a dead man after the war, but as a Every dead person of every age, the dead of the past, the dead of the future; they know their own advantages, they laugh at us, laugh at the little island of our time, ridicule the tiny time of new Europe, and they let us know Everything is insignificant, fleeting