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村上春樹：永遠站在雞蛋的一側

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請允許我表達一種觀念，一種個人觀念。當我寫小說的時候，我總是將此觀念牢記于心。雖然我還沒有到將它寫到一張紙上，然后貼在墻上的地步，但是，它已深深刻在我的腦海里，是這樣一種觀念：

"在高而堅固的墻壁與一只撞向它的雞蛋之間，我永遠站在雞蛋的一側。"

是的，無論墻壁是多么理直氣壯，雞蛋是多么可惡可恨。我會站在雞蛋的一側。其他什么人，也許時間或歷史，會判定誰是誰非。但如果一個小說家，不論由于何種原因，選擇為墻壁高唱贊歌，這種作品又有什么意義呢？

這個喻義是什么？某些時候，它十分簡單明了。轟炸機、坦克、火箭彈以及白磷彈就是那堵高墻。雞蛋就是那些手無寸鐵，被以上武器摧毀、焚燒、射擊的平民百姓。這是其中的一種喻義。

但這不是全部，還有更深層次的喻義。這樣來想，我們每一個人，或多或少，都是一只雞蛋。我們每一個人都是、不可替代的靈魂，它被一個易碎的殼包裹著。這是我的本質，也是你們每一個人的本質。并且，任何一個人，從某種層次上說，都在面臨著一堵高大堅固的墻。這堵墻有一個名字：叫做"體制"。體制可能會保護我們，但有時它會形成自己的生命，那時它就開始屠殺我們，或者讓我們去殺戮別人——冷漠、高效而且有序。

我寫小說的原因只有一個，那就是將靈魂的尊嚴置于表面，接受陽光的洗禮。一個故事的目的在于敲響警鐘，在于使體制里充滿陽光，以免它擾亂踐踏我們的靈魂。我深信小說家的任務就是通過描寫關于生與死，關于愛的那些使人潸然淚下或恐懼戰栗或捧腹大笑的故事，來不斷地嘗試明確每個靈魂的性。這就是我們為什么日復一日地，用極其嚴肅的態度編造故事。

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今天我想表達的只有一件事情。那就是我們都是人類，是超越于國籍、種族、信仰的個體，我們都是些面臨著一堵叫做"體制"的厚墻的易碎雞蛋。所有表面現象顯示，我們必輸無疑。這堵墻如此之高，如此之堅固——如此之冷酷。但如果我們堅信勝利在望，希望就會來自于我們自己或其他人是的、不可替代的信念，來自于所有靈魂集合在一起就會散發溫暖的信心。

花一點時間來想一想吧。我們每個人都有一個形跡可尋，活生生的靈魂。而體制沒有。我們絕不允許體制利用我們。我們絕不允許它形成自己的生命。不是體制造就了我們；而是我們成全了體制。

這就是我想對大家說的。

能被授予耶路撒冷文學獎我感到非常的榮幸。對于我的書能得到世界各地人們的捧讀我也非常感激。同時，我也想對以色列的讀者們表達我的謝意，正是由于你們的支持，我才得以站在這里。我希望我們能夠一起分享一些東西，一些有意義的東西，我很高興今天在這里能有這個機會跟大家對話。

非常感謝。

Haruki Murakami: Always on the Side of the Egg

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Please do allow me to deliver a message, one very personal message. It is something that I always keep in mind while I am writing fiction. I have never gone so far as to write it on a piece of paper and paste it to the wall: rather, it is carved into the wall of my mind, and it goes something like this:

"Between a high, solid wall and an egg that breaks against it, I will always stand on the side of the egg."

Yes, no matter how right the wall may be and how wrong the egg, I will stand with the egg. Someone else will have to decide what is right and what is wrong; perhaps time or history will do it. But if there were a novelist who, for whatever reason, wrote works standing with the wall, of what value would such works be?

What is the meaning of this metaphor? In some cases, it is all too simple and clear. Bombers and tanks and rockets and white phosphorus shells are that high wall. The eggs are the unarmed civilians who are crushed and burned and shot by them. This is one meaning of the metaphor.

But this is not all. It carries a deeper meaning. Think of it this way. Each of us is, more or less, an egg. Each of us is a unique, irreplaceable soul enclosed in a fragile shell. This is true of me, and it is true of each of you. And each of us, to a greater or lesser degree, is confronting a high, solid wall. The wall has a name: it is "The System". The System is supposed to protect us, but sometimes it takes on a life of its own, and then it begins to kill us and cause us to kill others -coldly, efficiently, systematically.

I have only one reason to write novels, and that is to bring the dignity of the individual soul to the surface and shine a light upon it. The purpose of a story is to sound an alarm, to keep a light trained on the System in order to prevent it from tangling our souls in its web and demeaning them. I truly believe it is the novelist`s job to keep trying to clarify the uniqueness of each individual soul by writing stories - stories of life and death, stories of love, stories that make people cry and quake with fear and shake with laughter. This is why we go on, day after day, concocting fictions with utter seriousness.

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I have only one thing I hope to convey to you today. We are all human beings, individuals transcending nationality and race and religion, and we are all fragile eggs faced with a solid wall called The System. To all appearances, we have no hope of winning. The wall is too high, too strong - and too cold. If we have any hope of victory at all, it will have to come from our believing in the utter uniqueness and irreplaceability of our own and others` souls and from our believing in the warmth we gain by joining souls together.

Take a moment to think about this. Each of us possesses a tangible, living soul. The System has no such thing. We must not allow the System to exploit us. We must not allow the System to take on a life of its own. The System did not make us: we made the System.

That is all I have to say to you.

I am grateful to have been awarded the Jerusalem Prize. I am grateful that my books are being read by people in many parts of the world. And I would like to express my gratitude to the readers in Israel. You are the biggest reason why I am here. And I hope we are sharing something, something very meaningful. And I am glad to have had the opportunity to speak to you here today.

Thank you very much.