One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death, one dies one's life.

One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death, one dies one's life.

一个人仍然是他将要停止的样子，而他已经是他将要成为的样子。人死而生，人死而生。

-- Jean Paul Sartre 让·保罗·萨特