福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞William Faulkner Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech[共5篇]

第一篇：福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞William Faulkner Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech

Speech——福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞

(William Faulkner Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech)I feel that this award was not made to me as a man, but to my work--a life's work in the agony and sweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least of all for profit, but to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not exist before.So this award is only mine in trust.It will not be difficult to find a dedication for the money part of it commensurate with the purpose and significance of its origin.But I would like to do the same with the acclaim too, by using this moment as a pinnacle from which I might be listened to by the young men and women already dedicated to the same anguish and travail, among whom is already that one who will some day stand here where I am standing.我觉得这个奖应该颁给我的工作，而不是我自己——人类的工作应该呕心沥血,不为荣耀,更不为利益,而是要从现有的人类精神中创造出前所未有的东西。由此说来，获得这个奖项只是代表大家对我工作的信任。虽然工作的动机难免伴随奉献为钱的一部分目的和意义，但我是还愿意利用这个时刻，利用这个举世瞩目的讲坛，向那些可能听到我说话并已献身于同一艰苦劳动的男女青年致敬。有一天，他们中肯定也有人会像我一样站到我现在站着的地方来。

Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it.There are no longer problems of the spirit.There is only the question: When will I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.令人感到遗憾的是，当今人群中普遍存在着一种生理上的恐惧，这种恐惧由来已久，以致我们都已经习惯了。现在不存在精神上的问题，唯一的提问是：“我什么时候会被炸得粉身碎骨？”正因如此，今天从事写作的男女青年已经忘记了人类内心的冲突，而这本来应该是好作品，因为这是唯一值得写、值得呕心沥血地去写的题材。

He must learn them again.He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid;and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed--love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.Until he does so, he labors under a curse.He writes not of love but of lust, of defeats in which nobody loses anything of value, of victories without hope and, worst of all, without pity or compassion.His griefs grieve on no universal bones, leaving no scars.He writes not of the heart but of the glands.我们一定要重新认识这些问题，必须使自己明白世间最可鄙的事情莫过于恐惧。我们必须使自己永远忘却恐惧，在工作室里除了心底古老的真理之外，任何东西都没有容身之地。没有这古老的普遍真理，任何小说都只能昙花一观，不会成功；这些真理就是爱、荣誉、怜悯、自尊、同情与牺牲等感惰。如果一个人做不到这样，他的气力终归白费，他不是写爱情而是写情欲，他写的失败是不会被认为可贵的，他写的胜利是没有希望的，甚至是没有怜悯和缺乏同情的。因为他的悲伤不是出自世上生灵，不是发自内心，所以留下不深刻的痕迹。

Until he relearns these things, he will write as though he stood among and watched the end of man.I decline to accept the end of man.It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.I refuse to accept this.I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail.He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.直到懂得这些，我们在写作时才能像站在处于世界末日的人类中去观察末日的来临。我不接受人类末日的说法，因为很容易说人类能延续而不朽。即使最后一次钟声已经消失，消失在潮水冲刷之中，消失在落日余晖之中，消失在海上最后一块无用礁石之旁时，还会有一个声音，人类微弱的、不断的说话声。但是我不能接受这种说法，我相信人类不仅能延续，而且能战胜一切而永存。人类不朽不是因为在万物中唯有他能永远发言、而是因为他有灵魂，有同情心、有牺牲和忍耐精神。

The poet's, the writer's, duty is to write about these things.It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past.The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.诗人和作家的责任就是把这些写出来。诗人和作家的特权就是去鼓舞人的斗志、使人记住过去曾经有过的光荣---人类曾有过的勇气、荣誉、希望、自尊、同情、怜悯与牺牲精神--以达到永恒。诗人的声音不应只是人类的记录，而应是使人类永存并得到胜利的支柱和栋梁。

第二篇：福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞中文版

威廉·福克纳的诺贝尔获奖致辞

而是奖给我的作品——一部在痛苦和汗我觉得这个奖项不是奖给我个人的，水中铸就的有关人类精神的大作，不是为了荣誉，至少不是为了利益而创作，而是创造出一些以前不曾存在的有关人类精神的作品。所以说这个奖项只是在我这存放。要作一份跟诺贝尔奖起源的重要意义和目的相称的金钱方面的致辞并不难，但是我更愿意在这样喝彩的同事，利用此刻，为已经投身于同样苦恼和辛劳的文学工作的年轻人导航，他们中肯定有人会在将来的某一天站到我今天所站的地方。

我们今天的悲剧就是一个我们长期遭受甚至现如今已经能忍受的肉体上的恐惧。现在不再有关于精神方面的问题，这里只有一个疑问：我何时会被炸毁？因为这样，今天的年轻作者都忘记了人类内心的冲突，而就这冲突本身就能造就优秀的作品，因为只有它值得写，值得耗费我们的辛劳和汗水。

它需要重新学习这些。他要告诫自己万物之源就是恐惧，还要告诫自己永远忘掉它，也不要留任何的空间给他物，除了心灵深处古老的真理和事实。这个度老而普遍的真理就是——真爱、荣誉、怜悯、自豪、同情和牺牲，缺乏它，任何作品都是短暂而缺少生命力的。除非他这样做，否则他的作品就是诅咒。他写出来不是真爱而是性欲，没有任何人失去价值的战败，没有希望的胜利，最糟糕的是，没有同情和怜悯。他悲痛着没有实体的痛苦，也没留下疤痕，他写的不是心脏而是腺体。

只有他重新认识这些，他才能写出身临其境的世界末日景象。我拒绝接受世界末日论。我们很容易意识到人类是不朽的，因为他能忍受；当世界末日的丧钟敲响了，并消逝在最后一抹残阳下潮水退后显露出来的一块无用的岩石上，这里仍然会有一个声音：他微小而无穷尽的声音，一直持续着，我拒绝接受这一点。我相信人类不仅仅是忍受：他一定会战胜。他是不朽的，不是因为所有的生物中只有他有无穷尽的声音，而是因为他有灵魂，有能怜悯、牺牲和忍耐的精神。诗人、作者的职责就是要描绘这些东西。这也是他的殊荣来帮助人类没，通过振作他的心，唤醒他的勇气、荣耀、希望、自豪、怜悯、同情和牺牲。这些都是他过去的光荣。诗人的声音不仅仅是人类的记录，它应该还是帮助他忍耐和战胜一切的支撑物和栋梁。

第三篇：浅析福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞

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福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞

(William Faulkner: Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech)

不管在什么地方，只要谈到美国文学，人们都认为威廉·福克纳是二十世纪最伟大的作家之一。他是美国“南方文学”派的创始人，也是整个西方最有影响的现代派小说家之一。他的代表作品有《喧哗与骚动》、《八月之光》等等。

福克纳从小生长在美国南方，年轻时曾在当地邮政局做过一阵不太负责任的局长，后因玩忽职守而被辞退。他游历过许多地方，但最终依然回到美国南方，并且所有的作品都以南方为背景。1949年，因为“他对当代美国小说作出了强有力的和艺术上无与伦比的贡献”，福克纳获诺贝尔文学奖。

本片演讲的内容，是福克纳在一九四九诺贝尔文学奖获奖时所作的答辞。这是一篇脍炙人口的演讲词。然而，由于福克纳本人对语言运用的独特性和精深性。对初学者来说，这篇美文也许颇有些难度。

I feel that this award was not made to me as a man, but to my work--a life's work in the agony and sweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least of all for profit, but to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not exist before.我感觉，这个奖不是授予我这个人，而是授予我的工作，它是对我呕心沥血、毕生从事的人类精神探索的工作的肯定。我的这项工作不为名，更不图利，而是要从人类精神的原始素材里创造出前所未有的东西。

演讲全文：Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech / William Faulkner

I feel that this award was not made to me as a man, but to my work--a life's work in the agony and sweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least of all for profit, but to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not exist before.So this award is only mine in trust.It will not be difficult to find a dedication for the money part of it commensurate with the purpose and significance of its origin.But I would like to do the same with the acclaim too, by using this moment as a pinnacle from which I might be listened to by the young men and women already dedicated to the same anguish and travail, among whom is already that one who will some day stand here where I am standing.Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it.There are no longer problems of the spirit.There is only the question: When will I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.He must learn them again.He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid;and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed--love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.Until he does so, he labors under a curse.He writes not of love but of lust, of defeats in which nobody loses anything of value, of victories without hope and, worst of all, without pity or compassion.His griefs grieve on no universal bones, leaving no scars.He writes not of the heart but of the glands.Until he relearns these things, he will write as though he stood among and watched the end of man.I decline to accept the end of man.It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.I refuse to accept this.I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail.He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.The poet's, the writer's, duty is to write about these things.It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past.The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.

第四篇：双语演讲稿：福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞

双语演讲稿：福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞

I feel that this award was not made to me as a man, but to my work--a life's work in the agony and sweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least of all for profit, but to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not exist before.So this award is only mine in trust.It will not be difficult to find a

dedication for the money part of it commensurate with the purpose and significance of its origin.But I would like to do the same with the acclaim too, by using this moment as a pinnacle from which I might be listened to by the young men and women already dedicated to the same anguish and travail, among whom is already that one who will some day stand here where I am standing.Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it.There are no longer problems of the spirit.There is only the question: When will I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.He must learn them again.He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid;and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the old universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed--love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.Until he does so, he labors under a curse.He writes not of love but of lust, of defeats in which nobody loses anything of value, of victories without hope and, worst of all, without pity or compassion.His griefs grieve on no universal bones, leaving no scars.He writes not of the heart but of the glands.Until he relearns these things, he will write as though he stood among and

watched the end of man.I decline to accept the end of man.It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.I refuse to accept this.I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail.He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.The poet's, the writer's, duty is to write about these things.It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past.The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.我认为这个奖项不是授给我个人而是授给我的工作---------一项艰辛而痛苦的毕生投入的人类精神的工作,既不为名也不土利,而是要从人类的精神原材料中创造一些前所未有的东西。因此这个奖项我只是代为保管。要该奖项的款项按照最初的目的和意义并不难。但我更欢迎这样做，利用这一时机，把它作为一个顶点，向听我话的有志于此的年轻人发出号召，他们中必定有人会站在我今天的位置。

我们的悲剧在于长期与来我们一直承受着肉体上的恐惧，不再有任何精神方面的问题。有的只是一个问题，我什么时候会被炸的粉身碎骨？因此，如今年轻人的作品已经忘记了处于矛盾冲突中的人类心灵问题，而这本身就能够创造出好作品，因为这值得去写，值得为此辛劳。

人们一定要了解这些，一定要叫自己认识到最可鄙莫过于害怕，一定告戒自己永远不要忘记，工作中除了心灵的正直诚实不要给任何东西留有空间，过去的那些正直诚实的普遍品质包括爱情、荣誉、怜悯、尊严、同情和牺牲，缺乏了它们任何作品都是短暂的和注定要失败的。把情欲而不是把爱情当作写作题材，把失败当作写作题材，描写的是没有任何人损失任何价值东西的微不足到的失败，把胜利当作题材时，描写的是没有任何希望的胜利，而最糟糕的是没有怜悯和同情。悲伤不是刻骨铭心的，而是清淡描写。写的不是心灵而是分泌腺体的器官。

在人们从新了解这些之前，他们的写作态度就像无可奈何看着世界的末日到来。我拒绝接受世界末日的观点。不是简单地说人类能够持续就说人类是永恒的；当命运的最后钟声敲响，当傍晚的最后一抹红色从平静无浪的礁石退去，甚至不在有其他声音，人类的无尽的不倦声音还在争鸣，我不认输。我认为人类不仅会延续还会胜利。他是永生的，不是因为只有他在万物生灵中拥有不倦的声音，而在于他有灵魂，能够同情、牺牲和忍受的灵魂。

诗人和作家的职责就是歌颂这些。通过提升人类的心灵，提醒他们牢记勇敢、荣誉、希望、尊严和同情这些昔日的光荣，来帮助人类生存下去，这是作家的荣幸。诗人的声音不仅是人类的简单记录，而且还是能够帮助人类持续和获胜的支柱之一。

第五篇：福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞

福克纳诺贝尔奖致辞(William Faulkner: Nobel Prize Acceptance Speech)I feel that this award was not made to me as a man, but to my work--life's work in the agony and sweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least of all for profit, but to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not exist before.So this award is only mine in trust.It will not be difficult to find a dedication for the money part of it commensurate with the purpose and significance of its origin.But I would like to do the same with the acclaim too, by using this moment as a pinnacle from which I might be listened to by the young men and women already dedicated to the same anguish and travail, among whom is already that one who will some day stand where I am standing.Our tragedy today is a general and universal physical fear so long sustained by now that we can even bear it.There are no longer problems of the spirit.There is only the question: When will I be blown up? Because of this, the young man or woman writing today has forgotten the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat.He must learn them again.He must teach himself that the basest of all things is to be afraid;and, teaching himself that, forget it forever, leaving no room in his workshop for anything but the old verities and truths of the heart, the universal truths lacking which any story is ephemeral and doomed--love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice.Until he does so, he labors under a curse.He writes not of love but of lust, of defeats in which nobody loses anything of value, of victories without hope and, worst of all, without pity or compassion.His griefs grieve on no universal bones, leaving no scars.He writes not of the heart but of the glands.Until he learns these things, he will write as though he stood among and watched the end of man.I decline to accept the end of man.It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.I refuse to accept this.I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail.He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.The poet’s, the writer's, duty is to write about these things.It is his privilege to help man endure by lifting his heart, by reminding him of the courage and honor and hope and pride and compassion and pity and sacrifice which have been the glory of his past.The poet's voice need not merely be the record of man, it can be one of the props, the pillars to help him endure and prevail.我觉得，诺贝尔文学奖并不是授给我个人的，而是授给我的创作——我的既不为虚名，也不为厚利，而是以人类精神为素材，为了创造出未曾有过的事物，经历了心灵的煎熬和劳苦的创作。所以，这个奖只是一时托我保管罢了。至于这笔奖金，要把它运用得与本奖设置的原旨和意义相符合，并不是难事。我也想把这份荣誉以同样方式加以使用。我要利用这个演说的机会，向一切已经献身于同样心灵的煎熬与劳苦，而且有朝一日必有可能会站在我现在站着的地方的青年男女，说几句话。

我认为，今天人类的悲剧，在环宇四处的究竟已布满了肉体的恐惧，而这种恐惧持续已久，以致使我们麻木不仁，习以为常。今天，我们所谓的心灵上的问题已不复存在，剩下只有一个疑问：我们何时会被战争毁灭？因此，当今从事文学的男女青年已把人类内心冲突的问题遗忘了。然而，惟有这颗自我挣扎和内心冲突的心，才能产生杰出的作品，因为只有这种冲突才值得我们去写，才值得为之痛苦和触动。

一个有志于文学创作的青年，应当从头学习去认识和描写人类心灵的挣扎与劳苦，他应当这样告诫自己：永远忘却恐惧。充实地致力于创作的心灵的只应是人类亘古至今一直存在的真实感情、真理、自豪、爱情和牺牲精神。没有这古老而永恒的东西，任何作品都将是昙花一现，瞬息即逝。一个文学青年，在懂得这些之前的所有创作，都将是徒劳的，他所描写的不是爱情而是肉欲，他所记述的失败里不会有人失去任何有价值的东西，他所描绘的胜利中也没有希望，更没有同情和怜悯。他的悲哀，缺乏普遍的基础，留不下丝毫伤痕。他所描述的不是人类的心灵，而是人类的内分泌物。

上述种种，除非他铭记心中，否则，一个文学青年就仿佛置身于末日之中，为等候末日来临而写作。我拒绝接受人类末日的说法，因为人是不朽的，他的延续是永远不断的——即使当那末日的丧钟敲响，并从那最后的夕阳将坠的岩石上逐渐消失之时，世界上还会留下一种声音，即人类那种微弱的却永不衰竭的声音，在绵绵不绝。我不同意这种说法，我深信人类不但会苟且地生存下去，他们还能蓬勃发展。人的不朽，不只是因为他在万物中是惟一具有永不衰竭的声音，而因为是他有灵魂——有使人类能够同情、能够牺牲、能够忍耐的灵魂。诗人和作家的责任，就在于写出这能同情、牺牲、忍耐的灵魂。诗人和作家的荣耀，就在于振奋人心，鼓舞人的勇气、荣誉、希望、尊严、同情、怜悯和牺牲精神，这正是人类往昔的荣耀，也是使人类永垂不朽的根源。诗人的声音不应仅仅是人为的记录，而应该成为帮助人类永垂不朽的支柱和栋梁。