星期二, 八月 07, 2012

费曼(Feynman)写给亡妻的一封信

俺本科时课程大多无聊。有时候俺就到图书馆打发时间。有一次偶然看到一本《别闹了,费曼先生》。从此我更加坚信只有科学家自己写的传记才有意思。费曼所述的所作所为有很多也影响了我。去年我又买了 Kindle 英文原版,将这本书重温了一遍。俺读一次就觉得有新的收获。

这本书中比较感觉出格的就是费曼在私生活上的放纵,比如他在脱衣舞酒吧考虑学问,和人打架斗狠等。这几天看了万精油网友的一些评论,俺大约对此事有更进一步的了解。费曼其实相当重感情。第一任太太去世后很久他都保持独身。16 个月后,他给她写了一封情书,封存到他去世才打开。这封信真的是感人肺腑,不忍卒读。

“单读这封信还不能完全体会这里面的感情,最好把他与他太太的许多别的信一起读。费曼的女儿编辑了一本费曼通信集,收集了这些信。他常给他太太写信。从他太太那里回来的火车上就开始写。一次与太太吵架,回来后写到: Dear Darlene, I have a problem that I cannot solve. You see, my wife and I ...”

“那个通信集里还有一封费曼写给美国科学院的信,要求退当院士。他说院士就是一帮学者自己表扬自己了不起。院士也没有什么责任,每年的任务就是评选谁可以加入这个“了不起”的群体。因为只有“最好”的人才可以加入,推论就是那些已经在里面的一定更好。赤裸裸的自我表扬。”

Below is the letter:

October 17, 1946
D’Arline,
I adore you, sweetheart. 
I know how much you like to hear that — but I don't only write it because you like it — I write it because it makes me warm all over inside to write it to you. 
It is such a terribly long time since I last wrote to you — almost two years but I know you'll excuse me because you understand how I am, stubborn and realistic; and I thought there was no sense to writing. 
But now I know my darling wife that it is right to do what I have delayed in doing, and that I have done so much in the past. I want to tell you I love you. I want to love you. I always will love you.
I find it hard to understand in my mind what it means to love you after you are dead — but I still want to comfort and take care of you — and I want you to love me and care for me. I want to have problems to discuss with you — I want to do little projects with you. I never thought until just now that we can do that. What should we do. We started to learn to make clothes together — or learn Chinese — or getting a movie projector. Can't I do something now? No. I am alone without you and you were the "idea-woman" and general instigator of all our wild adventures.
When you were sick you worried because you could not give me something that you wanted to and thought I needed. You needn’t have worried. Just as I told you then there was no real need because I loved you in so many ways so much. And now it is clearly even more true — you can give me nothing now yet I love you so that you stand in my way of loving anyone else — but I want you to stand there. You, dead, are so much better than anyone else alive.
I know you will assure me that I am foolish and that you want me to have full happiness and don't want to be in my way. I'll bet you are surprised that I don't even have a girlfriend (except you, sweetheart) after two years. But you can't help it, darling, nor can I — I don't understand it, for I have met many girls and very nice ones and I don't want to remain alone — but in two or three meetings they all seem ashes. You only are left to me. You are real.
My darling wife, I do adore you. 
I love my wife. My wife is dead.
Rich.
PS Please excuse my not mailing this — but I don't know your new address.

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