第一篇：柯南·奧布萊恩達(dá)特茅斯學(xué)院2011畢業(yè)演講英文全文[精選]

I've been living in Los Angeles for two years, and I've never been this cold in my life.I will pay anyone here $300 for GORE-TEX gloves.Anybody.I'm serious.I have the cash.Before I begin, I must point out that behind me sits a highly admired President of the United States and decorated war hero while I, a cable television talk show host, has been chosen to stand here and impart wisdom.I pray I never witness a more damning example of what is wrong with America today.Graduates, faculty, parents, relatives, undergraduates, and old people that just come to these things: Good morning and congratulations to the Dartmouth Class of 2011.Today, you have achieved something special, something only 92 percent of Americans your age will ever know: a college diploma.That’s right, with your college diploma you now have a crushing advantage over 8 percent of the workforce.I'm talking about dropout losers like Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, and Mark Zuckerberg.Incidentally, speaking of Mr.Zuckerberg, only at Harvard would someone have to invent a massive social network just to talk with someone in the next room.My first job as your commencement speaker is to illustrate that life is not fair.For example, you have worked tirelessly for four years to earn the diploma you’ll be receiving this weekend.That was great.And Dartmouth is giving me the same degree for interviewing the fourth lead in Twilight.Deal with it.Another example that life is not fair: if it does rain, the powerful rich people on stage get the tent.Deal with it.I would like to thank President Kim for inviting me here today.After my phone call with President Kim, I decided to find out a little bit about the man.He goes by President Kim and Dr.Kim.To his friends, he's Jim Kim, J to the K, Special K, JK Rowling, the Just Kidding Kimster, and most puzzling, “Stinky Pete.” He served as the chair of the Department of Global Health and Social Medicine at Harvard Medical School, spearheaded a task force for the World Health Organization on Global Health Initiatives, won a MacArthur Genius Grant, and was one of TIME Magazine's 100 Most Influential People in 2006.Good God, man, what the hell are you compensating for? Seriously.We get it.You're smart.By the way Dr.Kim, you were brought to Dartmouth to lead, and as a world-class anthropologist, you were also hired to figure out why each of these graduating students ran around a bonfire 111 times.But I thank you for inviting me here, Stinky Pete, and it is an honor.Though some of you may see me as a celebrity, you should know that I once sat where you sit.Literally.Late last night I snuck out here and sat in every seat.I did it to prove a point: I am not bright and I have a lot of free time.But this is a wonderful occasion and it is great to be here in New Hampshire, where I am getting an honorary degree and all the legal fireworks I can fit in the trunk of my car.You know, New Hampshire is such a special place.When I arrived I took a deep breath of this crisp New England air and thought, “Wow, I'm in the state that's next to the state where Ben and Jerry's ice cream is made.”

But don't get me wrong, I take my task today very seriously.When I got the call two months ago to be your speaker, I decided to prepare with the same intensity many of you have devoted to an important term paper.So late last night, I began.I drank two cans of Red Bull, snorted some Adderall, played a few hours of Call of Duty, and then opened my browser.I think Wikipedia put it best when they said “Dartmouth College is a private Ivy League University in Hanover, New Hampshire, United States.” Thank you and good luck.To communicate with you students today, I have gone to great lengths to become well-versed in your unique linguistic patterns.In fact, just this morning I left Baker Berry with my tripee Barry to eat a Billy Bob at the Bema when my flitz to Francesca was Blitz jacked by some d-bag on his FSP.Yes, I've done my research.This college was named after the Second Earl of Dartmouth, a good friend of the Third Earl of UC Santa Cruz and the Duke of the Barbizon School of Beauty.Your school motto is “Vox clamantis in deserto,” which means “Voice crying out in the wilderness.” This is easily the most pathetic school motto I have ever heard.Apparently, it narrowly beat out “Silently Weeping in Thick Shrub” and “Whimpering in Moist Leaves without Pants.” Your school color is green, and this color was chosen by Frederick Mather in 1867 because, and this is true—I looked it up—“it was the only color that had not been taken already.” I cannot remember hearing anything so sad.Dartmouth, you have an inferiority complex, and you should not.You have graduated more great fictitious Americans than any other college.Meredith Grey of Grey's Anatomy.Pete Campbell from Mad Men.Michael Corleone from The Godfather.In fact, I look forward to next years' Valedictory Address by your esteemed classmate, Count Chocula.Of course, your greatest fictitious graduate is Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner.Man, can you imagine if a real Treasury Secretary made those kinds of decisions? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.Now I know what you're going to say, Dartmouth, you're going to say, well “We've got Dr.Seuss.” Well guess what, we're all tired of hearing about Dr.Seuss.Face it: The man rhymed fafloozle with saznoozle.In the literary community, that's called cheating.Your insecurity is so great, Dartmouth, that you don't even think you deserve a real podium.I'm sorry.What the hell is this thing? It looks like you stole it from the set of Survivor: Nova Scotia.Seriously, it looks like something a bear would use at an AA meeting.No, Dartmouth, you must stand tall.Raise your heads high and feel proud.Because if Harvard, Yale, and Princeton are your self-involved, vain, name-dropping older brothers, you are the cool, sexually confident, lacrosse playing younger sibling who knows how to throw a party and looks good in a down vest.Brown, of course, is your lesbian sister who never leaves her room.And Penn, Columbia, and Cornell—well, frankly, who gives a shit.Yes, I've always had a special bond with this school.In fact, this is my second time coming here.When I was 17 years old and touring colleges, way back in the fall of 1980, I came to Dartmouth.Dartmouth was a very different place back then.I made the trip up from Boston on a mule and, after asking the blacksmith in West Leb for directions, I came to this beautiful campus.No dormitories had been built yet, so I stayed with a family of fur traders in White River Junction.It snowed heavily during my visit and I was trapped here for four months.I was forced to eat the mule, who a week earlier had been forced to eat the fur traders.Still, I loved Dartmouth and I vowed to return.But fate dealt a heavy blow.With no money, I was forced to enroll in a small, local commuter school, a pulsating sore on a muddy elbow of the Charles River.I was a miserable wretch, and to this day I cannot help but wonder: What if I had gone to Dartmouth?

If I had gone to Dartmouth, I might have spent at least some of my college years outside and today I might not be allergic to all plant life, as well as most types of rock.If I had gone to Dartmouth, right now I'd be wearing a fleece thong instead of a lace thong.If I had gone to Dartmouth, I still wouldn't know the second verse to “Dear Old Dartmouth.” Face it, none of you do.You all mumble that part.If I had gone to Dartmouth, I'd have a liver the size and consistency of a bean bag chair.Finally, if I had gone to Dartmouth, today I'd be getting an honorary degree at Harvard.Imagine how awesome that would be.You are a great school, and you deserve a historic commencement address.That's right, I want my message today to be forever remembered because it changed the world.To do this, I must suggest groundbreaking policy.Winston Churchill gave his famous “Iron Curtain” speech at Westminster College in 1946.JFK outlined his nuclear disarmament policy at American University in 1963.Today, I would like to set forth my own policy here at Dartmouth: I call it “The Conan Doctrine.” Under “The Conan Doctrine”:

-All bachelor degrees will be upgraded to master's degrees.All master's degrees will be upgraded to PhDs.And all MBA students will be immediately transferred to a white collar prison.-Under “The Conan Doctrine,” Winter Carnival will become Winter Carnivale and be moved to Rio.Clothing will be optional, all expenses paid by the Alumni Association.-Your nickname, the Big Green, will be changed to something more kick-ass like “The Jade Blade,” the “Seafoam Avenger,” or simply “Lime-Zilla.”

-The D-Plan and “quarter system” will finally be updated to “the one sixty-fourth system.” Semesters will last three days.Students will be encouraged to take 48 semesters off.They must, however, be on campus during their Sophomore 4th of July.-Under “The Conan Doctrine,” I will re-instate Tubestock.And I will punish those who tried to replace it with Fieldstock.Rafting and beer are a much better combination than a field and a beer.I happen to know that in two years, they were going to downgrade Fieldstock to Deskstock, seven hours of fun sitting quietly at your desk.Don't let those bastards do it.And finally, under “The Conan Doctrine,” all commencement speakers who shamelessly pander with cheap, inside references designed to get childish applause, will be forced to apologize—to the greatest graduating class in the history of the world.Dartmouth class of 2011 rules!

Besides policy, another hallmark of great commencement speeches is deep, profound advice like “reach for the stars.” Well today, I am not going to waste your time with empty clichés.Instead, I am going to give you real, practical advice that you will need to know if you are going to survive the next few years.-First, adult acne lasts longer than you think.I almost cancelled two days ago because I had a zit on my eye.-Guys, this is important: You cannot iron a shirt while wearing it.-Here's another one.If you live on Ramen Noodles for too long, you lose all feelings in your hands and your stool becomes a white gel.-And finally, wearing colorful Converse high-tops beneath your graduation robe is a great way to tell your classmates that this is just the first of many horrible decisions you plan to make with the rest of your life.Of course there are many parents here and I have real advice for them as well.Parents, you should write this down:

-Many of your children you haven't seen them in four years.Well, now you are about to see them every day when they come out of the basement to tell you the wi-fi isn't working.-If your child majored in fine arts or philosophy, you have good reason to be worried.The only place where they are now really qualified to get a job is ancient Greece.Good luck with that degree.-The traffic today on East Wheelock is going to be murder, so once they start handing out diplomas, you should slip out in the middle of the K's.And, I have to tell you this:

-You will spend more money framing your child's diploma than they will earn in the next six months.It's tough out there, so be patient.The only people hiring right now are Panera Bread and Mexican drug cartels.Yes, you parents must be patient because it is indeed a grim job market out there.And one of the reasons it's so tough finding work is that aging baby boomers refuse to leave their jobs.Trust me on this.Even when they promise you for five years that they are going to leave—and say it on television—I mean you can go on YouTube right now and watch the guy do it, there is no guarantee they won't come back.Of course I'm speaking generally.But enough.This is not a time for grim prognostications or negativity.No, I came here today because, believe it or not, I actually do have something real to tell you.Eleven years ago I gave an address to a graduating class at Harvard.I have not spoken at a graduation since because I thought I had nothing left to say.But then 2010 came.And now I'm here, three thousand miles from my home, because I learned a hard but profound lesson last year and I'd like to share it with you.In 2000, I told graduates “Don't be afraid to fail.” Well now I'm here to tell you that, though you should not fear failure, you should do your very best to avoid it.Nietzsche famously said “Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.” But what he failed to stress is that it almost kills you.Disappointment stings and, for driven, successful people like yourselves it is disorienting.What Nietzsche should have said is “Whatever doesn't kill you, makes you watch a lot of Cartoon Network and drink mid-price Chardonnay at 11 in the morning.”

Now, by definition, Commencement speakers at an Ivy League college are considered successful.But a little over a year ago, I experienced a profound and very public disappointment.I did not get what I wanted, and I left a system that had nurtured and helped define me for the better part of 17 years.I went from being in the center of the grid to not only off the grid, but underneath the coffee table that the grid sits on, lost in the shag carpeting that is underneath the coffee table supporting the grid.It was the making of a career disaster, and a terrible analogy.But then something spectacular happened.Fogbound, with no compass, and adrift, I started trying things.I grew a strange, cinnamon beard.I dove into the world of social media.I started tweeting my comedy.I threw together a national tour.I played the guitar.I did stand-up, wore a skin-tight blue leather suit, recorded an album, made a documentary, and frightened my friends and family.Ultimately, I abandoned all preconceived perceptions of my career path and stature and took a job on basic cable with a network most famous for showing reruns, along with sitcoms created by a tall, black man who dresses like an old, black woman.I did a lot of silly, unconventional, spontaneous and seemingly irrational things and guess what: with the exception of the blue leather suit, it was the most satisfying and fascinating year of my professional life.To this day I still don't understand exactly what happened, but I have never had more fun, been more challenged—and this is important—had more conviction about what I was doing.How could this be true? Well, it's simple: There are few things more liberating in this life than having your worst fear realized.I went to college with many people who prided themselves on knowing exactly who they were and exactly where they were going.At Harvard, five different guys in my class told me that they would one day be President of the United States.Four of them were later killed in motel shoot-outs.The other one briefly hosted Blues Clues, before dying senselessly in yet another motel shoot-out.Your path at 22 will not necessarily be your path at 32 or 42.One's dream is constantly evolving, rising and falling, changing course.This happens in every job, but because I have worked in comedy for twenty-five years, I can probably speak best about my own profession.Way back in the 1940s there was a very, very funny man named Jack Benny.He was a giant star, easily one of the greatest comedians of his generation.And a much younger man named Johnny Carson wanted very much to be Jack Benny.In some ways he was, but in many ways he wasn't.He emulated Jack Benny, but his own quirks and mannerisms, along with a changing medium, pulled him in a different direction.And yet his failure to completely become his hero made him the funniest person of his generation.David Letterman wanted to be Johnny Carson, and was not, and as a result my generation of comedians wanted to be David Letterman.And none of us are.My peers and I have all missed that mark in a thousand different ways.But the point is this : It is our failure to become our perceived ideal that ultimately defines us and makes us unique.It's not easy, but if you accept your misfortune and handle it right, your perceived failure can become a catalyst for profound re-invention.So, at the age of 47, after 25 years of obsessively pursuing my dream, that dream changed.For decades, in show business, the ultimate goal of every comedian was to host The Tonight Show.It was the Holy Grail, and like many people I thought that achieving that goal would define me as successful.But that is not true.No specific job or career goal defines me, and it should not define you.In 2000—in 2000—I told graduates to not be afraid to fail, and I still believe that.But today I tell you that whether you fear it or not, disappointment will come.The beauty is that through disappointment you can gain clarity, and with clarity comes conviction and true originality.Many of you here today are getting your diploma at this Ivy League school because you have committed yourself to a dream and worked hard to achieve it.And there is no greater cliché in a commencement address than “follow your dream.” Well I am here to tell you that whatever you think your dream is now, it will probably change.And that's okay.Four years ago, many of you had a specific vision of what your college experience was going to be and who you were going to become.And I bet, today, most of you would admit that your time here was very different from what you imagined.Your roommates changed, your major changed, for some of you your sexual orientation changed.I bet some of you have changed your sexual orientation since I began this speech.I know I have.But through the good and especially the bad, the person you are now is someone you could never have conjured in the fall of 2007.I have told you many things today, most of it foolish but some of it true.I'd like to end my address by breaking a taboo and quoting myself from 17 months ago.At the end of my final program with NBC, just before signing off, I said “Work hard, be kind, and amazing things will happen.” Today, receiving this honor and speaking to the Dartmouth Class of 2011 from behind a tree-trunk, I have never believed that more.Thank you very much, and congratulations.

第二篇：美國著名脫口秀主持人柯南在達(dá)特茅斯演講

美國著名脫口秀主持人柯南?奧布萊恩為2011年達(dá)特茅斯學(xué)院做了畢業(yè)致辭。前半部分有很多搞笑串場，后半部分柯南跟大家分享了自己的經(jīng)歷和人生經(jīng)驗(yàn)：正是那些既定想法的失敗，才使我們成為獨(dú)一無二的人！以下是演講全文：

I've been living in Los Angeles for two years, and I've never been this cold in my life.I will pay anyone here $300 for GORE-TEX gloves.Anybody.I'm serious.I have the cash.Before I begin, I must point out that behind me sits a highly admired President of the United States and decorated war hero while I, a cable television talk show host, has been chosen to stand here and impart wisdom.I pray I never witness a more damning example of what is wrong with America today.Graduates, faculty, parents, relatives, undergraduates, and old people that just come to these things: Good morning and congratulations to the Dartmouth Class of 2011.Today, you have achieved something special, something only 92 percent of Americans your age will ever know: a college diploma.That’s right, with your college diploma you now have a crushing advantage over 8 percent of the workforce.I'm talking about dropout losers like Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, and Mark Zuckerberg.Incidentally, speaking of Mr.Zuckerberg, only at Harvard would someone have to invent a massive social network just to talk with someone in the next room.My first job as your commencement speaker is to illustrate that life is not fair.For example, you have worked tirelessly for four years to earn the diploma you’ll be receiving this weekend.That was great.And Dartmouth is giving me the same degree for interviewing the fourth lead in Twilight.Deal with it.Another example that life is not fair: if it does rain, the powerful rich people on stage get the tent.Deal with it.I would like to thank President Kim for inviting me here today.After my phone call with President Kim, I decided to find out a little bit about the man.He goes by President Kim and Dr.Kim.To his friends, he's Jim Kim, J to the K, Special K, JK Rowling, the Just Kidding Kimster, and most puzzling, “Stinky Pete.” He served as the chair of the Department of Global Health and Social Medicine at Harvard Medical School, spearheaded a task force for the World Health Organization on Global Health Initiatives, won a MacArthur Genius Grant, and was one of TIME Magazine's 100 Most Influential People in 2006.Good God, man, what the hell are you compensating for? Seriously.We get it.You're smart.By the way Dr.Kim, you were brought to Dartmouth to lead, and as a world-class anthropologist, you were also hired to figure out why each of these graduating students ran around a bonfire 111 times.But I thank you for inviting me here, Stinky Pete, and it is an honor.Though some of you may see me as a celebrity, you should know that I once sat where you sit.Literally.Late last night I snuck out here and sat in every seat.I did it to prove a point: I am not bright and I have a lot of free time.But this is a wonderful occasion and it is great to be here in New Hampshire, where I am getting an honorary degree and all the legal fireworks I can fit in the trunk of my car.You know, New Hampshire is such a special place.When I arrived I took a deep breath of this crisp New England air and thought, “Wow, I'm in the state that's next to the state where Ben and Jerry's ice cream is made.” But don't get me wrong, I take my task today very seriously.When I got the call two months ago to be your speaker, I decided to prepare with the same intensity many of you have devoted to an important term paper.So late last night, I began.I drank two cans of Red Bull, snorted some Adderall, played a few hours of Call of Duty, and then opened my browser.I think Wikipedia put it best when they said “Dartmouth College is a private Ivy League University in Hanover, New Hampshire, United States.” Thank you and good luck.To communicate with you students today, I have gone to great lengths to become well-versed in your unique linguistic patterns.In fact, just this morning I left Baker Berry with my tripee Barry to eat a Billy Bob at the Bema when my flitz to Francesca was Blitz jacked by some d-bag on his FSP.Yes, I've done my research.This college was named after the Second Earl of Dartmouth, a good friend of the Third Earl of UC Santa Cruz and the Duke of the Barbizon School of Beauty.Your school motto is “Vox clamantis in deserto,” which means “Voice crying out in the wilderness.” This is easily the most pathetic school motto I have ever heard.Apparently, it narrowly beat out “Silently Weeping in Thick Shrub” and “Whimpering in Moist Leaves without Pants.” Your school color is green, and this color was chosen by Frederick Mather in 1867 because, and this is true—I looked it up—“it was the only color that had not been taken already.” I cannot remember hearing anything so sad.Dartmouth, you have an inferiority complex, and you should not.You have graduated more great fictitious Americans than any other college.Meredith Grey of Grey's Anatomy.Pete Campbell from Mad Men.Michael Corleone from The Godfather.In fact, I look forward to next years' Valedictory Address by your esteemed classmate, Count Chocula.Of course, your greatest fictitious graduate is Treasury Secretary Timothy Geithner.Man, can you imagine if a real Treasury Secretary made those kinds of decisions? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.Now I know what you're going to say, Dartmouth, you're going to say, well “We've got Dr.Seuss.” Well guess what, we're all tired of hearing about Dr.Seuss.Face it: The man rhymed fafloozle with saznoozle.In the literary community, that's called cheating.Your insecurity is so great, Dartmouth, that you don't even think you deserve a real podium.I'm sorry.What the hell is this thing? It looks like you stole it from the set of Survivor: Nova Scotia.Seriously, it looks like something a bear would use at an AA meeting.No, Dartmouth, you must stand tall.Raise your heads high and feel proud.Because if Harvard, Yale, and Princeton are your self-involved, vain, name-dropping older brothers, you are the cool, sexually confident, lacrosse playing younger sibling who knows how to throw a party and looks good in a down vest.Brown, of course, is your lesbian sister who never leaves her room.And Penn, Columbia, and Cornell—well, frankly, who gives a shit.Yes, I've always had a special bond with this school.In fact, this is my second time coming here.When I was 17 years old and touring colleges, way back in the fall of 1980, I came to Dartmouth.Dartmouth was a very different place back then.I made the trip up from Boston on a mule and, after asking the blacksmith in West Leb for directions, I came to this beautiful campus.No dormitories had been built yet, so I stayed with a family of fur traders in White River Junction.It snowed heavily during my visit and I was trapped here for four months.I was forced to eat the mule, who a week earlier had been forced to eat the fur traders.Still, I loved Dartmouth and I vowed to return.But fate dealt a heavy blow.With no money, I was forced to enroll in a small, local commuter school, a pulsating sore on a muddy elbow of the Charles River.I was a miserable wretch, and to this day I cannot help but wonder: What if I had gone to Dartmouth? If I had gone to Dartmouth, I might have spent at least some of my college years outside and today I might not be allergic to all plant life, as well as most types of rock.If I had gone to Dartmouth, right now I'd be wearing a fleece thong instead of a lace thong.If I had gone to Dartmouth, I still wouldn't know the second verse to “Dear Old Dartmouth.” Face it, none of you do.You all mumble that part.If I had gone to Dartmouth, I'd have a liver the size and consistency of a bean bag chair.Finally, if I had gone to Dartmouth, today I'd be getting an honorary degree at Harvard.Imagine how awesome that would be.You are a great school, and you deserve a historic commencement address.That's right, I want my message today to be forever remembered because it changed the world.To do this, I must suggest groundbreaking policy.Winston Churchill gave his famous “Iron Curtain” speech at Westminster College in 1946.JFK outlined his nuclear disarmament policy at American University in 1963.Today, I would like to set forth my own policy here at Dartmouth: I call it “The Conan Doctrine.” Under “The Conan Doctrine”:

-All bachelor degrees will be upgraded to master's degrees.All master's degrees will be upgraded to PhDs.And all MBA students will be immediately transferred to a white collar prison.-Under “The Conan Doctrine,” Winter Carnival will become Winter Carnivale and be moved to Rio.Clothing will be optional, all expenses paid by the Alumni Association.-Your nickname, the Big Green, will be changed to something more kick-ass like “The Jade Blade,” the “Seafoam Avenger,” or simply “Lime-Zilla.”

-The D-Plan and “quarter system” will finally be updated to “the one sixty-fourth system.” Semesters will last three days.Students will be encouraged to take 48 semesters off.They must, however, be on campus during their Sophomore 4th of July.-Under “The Conan Doctrine,” I will re-instate Tubestock.And I will punish those who tried to replace it with Fieldstock.Rafting and beer are a much better combination than a field and a beer.I happen to know that in two years, they were going to downgrade Fieldstock to Deskstock, seven hours of fun sitting quietly at your desk.Don't let those bastards do it.And finally, under “The Conan Doctrine,” all commencement speakers who shamelessly pander with cheap, inside references designed to get childish applause, will be forced to apologize—to the greatest graduating class in the history of the world.Dartmouth class of 2011 rules!

Besides policy, another hallmark of great commencement speeches is deep, profound advice like “reach for the stars.” Well today, I am not going to waste your time with empty clichés.Instead, I am going to give you real, practical advice that you will need to know if you are going to survive the next few years.-First, adult acne lasts longer than you think.I almost cancelled two days ago because I had a zit on my eye.-Guys, this is important: You cannot iron a shirt while wearing it.-Here's another one.If you live on Ramen Noodles for too long, you lose all feelings in your hands and your stool becomes a white gel.-And finally, wearing colorful Converse high-tops beneath your graduation robe is a great way to tell your classmates that this is just the first of many horrible decisions you plan to make with the rest of your life.Of course there are many parents here and I have real advice for them as well.Parents, you should write this down:

-Many of your children you haven't seen them in four years.Well, now you are about to see them every day when they come out of the basement to tell you the wi-fi isn't working.-If your child majored in fine arts or philosophy, you have good reason to be worried.The only place where they are now really qualified to get a job is ancient Greece.Good luck with that degree.-The traffic today on East Wheelock is going to be murder, so once they start handing out diplomas, you should slip out in the middle of the K's.And, I have to tell you this:

-You will spend more money framing your child's diploma than they will earn in the next six months.It's tough out there, so be patient.The only people hiring right now are Panera Bread and Mexican drug cartels.Yes, you parents must be patient because it is indeed a grim job market out there.And one of the reasons it's so tough finding work is that aging baby boomers refuse to leave their jobs.Trust me on this.Even when they promise you for five years that they are going to leave—and say it on television—I mean you can go on YouTube right now and watch the guy do it, there is no guarantee they won't come back.Of course I'm speaking generally.But enough.This is not a time for grim prognostications or negativity.No, I came here today because, believe it or not, I actually do have something real to tell you.Eleven years ago I gave an address to a graduating class at Harvard.I have not spoken at a graduation since because I thought I had nothing left to say.But then 2010 came.And now I'm here, three thousand miles from my home, because I learned a hard but profound lesson last year and I'd like to share it with you.In 2000, I told graduates “Don't be afraid to fail.” Well now I'm here to tell you that, though you should not fear failure, you should do your very best to avoid it.Nietzsche famously said “Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger.” But what he failed to stress is that it almost kills you.Disappointment stings and, for driven, successful people like yourselves it is disorienting.What Nietzsche should have said is “Whatever doesn't kill you, makes you watch a lot of Cartoon Network and drink mid-price Chardonnay at 11 in the morning.” Now, by definition, Commencement speakers at an Ivy League college are considered successful.But a little over a year ago, I experienced a profound and very public disappointment.I did not get what I wanted, and I left a system that had nurtured and helped define me for the better part of 17 years.I went from being in the center of the grid to not only off the grid, but underneath the coffee table that the grid sits on, lost in the shag carpeting that is underneath the coffee table supporting the grid.It was the making of a career disaster, and a terrible analogy.But then something spectacular happened.Fogbound, with no compass, and adrift, I started trying things.I grew a strange, cinnamon beard.I dove into the world of social media.I started tweeting my comedy.I threw together a national tour.I played the guitar.I did stand-up, wore a skin-tight blue leather suit, recorded an album, made a documentary, and frightened my friends and family.Ultimately, I abandoned all preconceived perceptions of my career path and stature and took a job on basic cable with a network most famous for showing reruns, along with sitcoms created by a tall, black man who dresses like an old, black woman.I did a lot of silly, unconventional, spontaneous and seemingly irrational things and guess what: with the exception of the blue leather suit, it was the most satisfying and fascinating year of my professional life.To this day I still don't understand exactly what happened, but I have never had more fun, been more challenged—and this is important—had more conviction about what I was doing.How could this be true? Well, it's simple: There are few things more liberating in this life than having your worst fear realized.I went to college with many people who prided themselves on knowing exactly who they were and exactly where they were going.At Harvard, five different guys in my class told me that they would one day be President of the United States.Four of them were later killed in motel shoot-outs.The other one briefly hosted Blues Clues, before dying senselessly in yet another motel shoot-out.Your path at 22 will not necessarily be your path at 32 or 42.One's dream is constantly evolving, rising and falling, changing course.This happens in every job, but because I have worked in comedy for twenty-five years, I can probably speak best about my own profession.Way back in the 1940s there was a very, very funny man named Jack Benny.He was a giant star, easily one of the greatest comedians of his generation.And a

much younger man named Johnny Carson wanted very much to be Jack Benny.In some ways he was, but in many ways he wasn't.He emulated Jack Benny, but his own quirks and mannerisms, along with a changing medium, pulled him in a different direction.And yet his failure to completely become his hero made him the funniest person of his generation.David Letterman wanted to be Johnny Carson, and was not, and as a result my generation of comedians wanted to be David Letterman.And none of us are.My peers and I have all missed that mark in a thousand different ways.But the point is this : It is our failure to become our perceived ideal that ultimately defines us and makes us unique.It's not easy, but if you accept your misfortune and handle it right, your perceived failure can become a catalyst for profound re-invention.So, at the age of 47, after 25 years of obsessively pursuing my dream, that dream changed.For decades, in show business, the ultimate goal of every comedian was to host The Tonight Show.It was the Holy Grail, and like many people I thought that achieving that goal would define me as successful.But that is not true.No specific job or career goal defines me, and it should not define you.In 2000—in 2000—I told graduates to not be afraid to fail, and I still believe that.But today I tell you that whether you fear it or not, disappointment will come.The beauty is that through disappointment you can gain clarity, and with clarity comes conviction and true originality.Many of you here today are getting your diploma at this Ivy League school because you have committed yourself to a dream and worked hard to achieve it.And there is no greater cliché in a commencement address than “follow your dream.” Well I am here to tell you that whatever you think your dream is now, it will probably change.And that's okay.Four years ago, many of you had a specific vision of what your college experience was going to be and who you were going to become.And I bet, today, most of you would admit that your time here was very different from what you imagined.Your roommates changed, your major changed, for some of you your sexual orientation changed.I bet some of you have changed your sexual orientation since I began this speech.I know I have.But through the good and especially the bad, the person you are now is someone you could never have conjured in the fall of 2007.I have told you many things today, most of it foolish but some of it true.I'd like to end my address by breaking a taboo and quoting myself from 17 months ago.At the end of my final program with NBC, just before signing off, I said “Work hard, be kind, and amazing things will happen.” Today, receiving this honor and speaking to the Dartmouth Class of 2011 from behind a tree-trunk, I have never believed that more.Thank you very much, and congratulations.

第三篇：《實(shí)習(xí)醫(yī)生格蕾》編劇萊梅斯在達(dá)特茅斯學(xué)院畢業(yè)典禮上的演講(視頻+文本)

President Hanlon, faculty, staff, honored guests, parents, students, families and friends—good morning and congratulations to the Dartmouth graduating class of 2014!So.This is weird.Me giving a speech.In general, I do not like giving speeches.Giving a speech requires standing in front of large groups of people while they look at you and it also requires talking.I can do the standing part OK.But the you looking and the me talking...I am not a fan.I get this overwhelming feeling of fear.Terror, really.Dry mouth, heart beats superfast, everything gets a little bit slow motion.Like I might pass out.Or die.Or poop my pants or something.I mean, don’t worry.I’m not going to pass out or die or poop my pants.Mainly because just by telling you that it could happen, I have somehow neutralized it as an option.Like as if saying it out loud casts some kind of spell where now it cannot possibly happen now.Vomit.I could vomit.See.Vomiting is now also off the table.Neutralized it.We’re good.Anyway, the point is.I do not like to give speeches.I’m a writer.I’m a TV writer.I like to write stuff for other people to say.I actually contemplated bringing Ellen Pompeo or Kerry Washington here to say my speech for me...but my lawyer pointed out that when you drag someone across state lines against their will, the FBI comes looking for you, so...I don’t like giving speeches, in general, because of the fear and terror.But this speech? This speech, I really did not want to give.A Dartmouth Commencement speech? Dry mouth.Heart beats so, so fast.Everything in slow motion.Pass out, die, poop.Look, it would be fine if this were, 20 years ago.If it were back in the day when I graduated from Dartmouth.Twenty-three years ago, I was sitting right where you are now.And I was listening to Elizabeth Dole speak.And she was great.She was calm and she was confident.It was just...different.It felt like she was just talking to a group of people.Like a fireside chat with friends.Just Liddy Dole and like 9,000 of her closest friends.Because it was 20 years ago.And she was just talking to a group of people.Now? Twenty years later? This is no fireside chat.It’s not just you and me.This speech is filmed and streamed and tweeted and uploaded.NPR has like, a whole site dedicated to Commencement speeches.A whole site just about commencement speeches.There are sites that rate them and mock them and dissect them.It’s weird.And stressful.And kind of vicious if you’re an introvert perfectionist writer who hates speaking in public in the first place.When President Hanlon called me—and by the way, I would like to thank President Hanlon for asking me way back in January, thus giving me a full six months of terror and panic to enjoy.When President Hanlon called me, I almost said no.Almost.Dry mouth.Heart beats so, so fast.Everything in slow motion.Pass out, die, poop.But I’m here.I am gonna do it.I’m doing it.You know why?

Because I like a challenge.And because this year I made myself a promise that I was going to do the stuff that terrifies me.And because, 20-plus years ago when I was trudging uphill from the River Cluster through all that snow to get to the Hop for play rehearsal, I never imagined that I would one day be standing here, at the Old Pine lectern.Staring out at all of you.About to throw down on some wisdom in the Dartmouth Commencement address.So, you know, yeah.Moments.Also, I’m here because I really, really wanted some EBAs.OK.I want to say right now that every single time someone asked me what I was going to talk about in this speech, I would boldly and confidently tell them that I had all kinds wisdom to share.I was lying.I feel wildly unqualified to give you advice.There is no wisdom here.So all I can do is talk about some stuff that could maybe be useful to you, from one Dartmouth grad to another.Some stuff that won’t ever show up in a Meredith Grey voiceover or a Papa Pope monologue.Some stuff I probably shouldn’t be telling you here now because of the uploading and the streaming and the tweeting.But I am going to pretend that it is 20 years ago.That it’s just you and me.That we’re having a fireside chat.Screw the outside world and what they think.I’ve already said “poop” like five times already anyway...things are getting real up in here.OK, wait.Before I talk to you.I want to talk to your parents.Because the other thing about it being 20 years later is that I’m a mother now.So I know some things, some very different things.I have three girls.I’ve been to the show.You don’t know what that means, but your parents do.You think this day is all about you.But your parents...the people who raised you...the people who endured you...they potty trained you, they taught you to read, they survived you as a teenager, they have suffered 21 years and not once did they kill you.This day...you call it your graduation day.But this day is not about you.This is their day.This is the day they take back their lives, this is the day they earn their freedom.This day is their Independence Day.So, parents, I salute you.And as I have an eight-month-old, I hope to join your ranks of freedom in 20 years!

OK.So here comes the real deal part of the speech, or you might call it, Some Random Stuff Some Random Alum Who Runs a TV Show Thinks I Should Know Before I Graduate:

You ready?

When people give these kinds of speeches, they usually tell you all kinds of wise and heartfelt things.They have wisdom to impart.They have lessons to share.They tell you: Follow your dreams.Listen to your spirit.Change the world.Make your mark.Find your inner voice and make it sing.Embrace failure.Dream.Dream and dream big.As a matter of fact, dream and don’t stop dreaming until all of your dreams come true.I think that’s crap.I think a lot of people dream.And while they are busy dreaming, the really happy people, the really successful people, the really interesting, engaged, powerful people, are busy doing.The dreamers.They stare at the sky and they make plans and they hope and they talk about it endlessly.And they start a lot of sentences with “I want to be...” or “I wish.”

“I want to be a writer.” “I wish I could travel around the world.”

And they dream of it.The buttoned-up ones meet for cocktails and they brag about their dreams, and the hippie ones have vision boards and they meditate about their dreams.Maybe you write in journals about your dreams or discuss it endlessly with your best friend or your girlfriend or your mother.And it feels really good.You’re talking about it, and you’re planning it.Kind of.You are blue-skying your life.And that is what everyone says you should be doing.Right? I mean, that’s what Oprah and Bill Gates did to get successful, right?

No.Dreams are lovely.But they are just dreams.Fleeting, ephemeral, pretty.But dreams do not come true just because you dream them.It’s hard work that makes things happen.It’s hard work that creates change.So, Lesson One, I guess is: Ditch the dream and be a doer, not a dreamer.Maybe you know exactly what it is you dream of being, or maybe you’re paralyzed because you have no idea what your passion is.The truth is, it doesn’t matter.You don’t have to know.You just have to keep moving forward.You just have to keep doing something, seizing the next opportunity, staying open to trying something new.It doesn’t have to fit your vision of the perfect job or the perfect life.Perfect is boring and dreams are not real.Just...do.So you think, “I wish I could travel.” Great.Sell your crappy car, buy a ticket to Bangkok, and go.Right now.I’m serious.You want to be a writer? A writer is someone who writes every day, so start writing.You don’t have a job? Get one.Any job.Don’t sit at home waiting for the magical opportunity.Who are you? Prince William? No.Get a job.Go to work.Do something until you can do something else.I did not dream of being a TV writer.Never, not once when I was here in the hallowed halls of the Ivy League, did I say to myself, “Self, I want to write TV.”

You know what I wanted to be? I wanted to be Nobel Prize-winning author Toni Morrison.That was my dream.I blue sky’ed it like crazy.I dreamed and dreamed.And while I was dreaming, I was living in my sister’s basement.Dreamers often end up living in the basements of relatives, FYI.Anyway, there I was in that basement, and I was dreaming of being Nobel Prize-winning author Toni Morrison.And guess what? I couldn’t be Nobel Prize-winning author Toni Morrison, because Toni Morrison already had that job and she wasn’t interested in giving it up.So one day I was sitting in that basement and I read an article that said—it was in The New York Times—and it said it was harder to get into USC Film School than it was to get into Harvard Law School.And I thought I could dream about being Toni Morrison, or I could do.At film school, I discovered an entirely new way of telling stories.A way that suited me.A way that brought me joy.A way that flipped this switch in my brain and changed the way I saw the world.Years later, I had dinner with Toni Morrison.All she wanted to talk about was Grey’s Anatomy.That never would have happened if I hadn’t stopped dreaming of becoming her and gotten busy becoming myself.Lesson Two.Lesson two is that tomorrow is going to be the worst day ever for you.When I graduated from Dartmouth that day in 1991, when I was sitting right where you are and I was staring up at Elizabeth Dole speaking, I will admit that I have no idea what she was saying.Couldn’t even listen to her.Not because I was overwhelmed or emotional or any of that.But because I had a serious hangover.Like, an epic painful hangover because(and here is where I apologize to President Hanlon because I know that you are trying to build a better and more responsible Dartmouth and I applaud you and I admire you and it is very necessary)but I was really freaking drunk the night before.And the reason I’d been so drunk the night before, the reason I’d done upside down margarita shots at Bones Gate was because I knew that after graduation, I was going to take off my cap and gown, my parents were going to pack my stuff in the car and I was going to go home and probably never come back to Hanover again.And even if I did come back, it wouldn’t matter because it wouldn’t be the same because I didn’t live here anymore.On my graduation day, I was grieving.My friends were celebrating.They were partying.They were excited.So happy.No more school, no more books, no more teachers’ dirty looks.And I was like, are you freaking kidding me? You get all the fro-yo you want here!The gym is free.The apartments in Manhattan are smaller than my suite in North Mass.Who cared if there was no place to get my hair done? All my friends are here.I have a theatre company here.I was grieving.I knew enough about how the world works, enough about how adulthood plays out, to be grieving.Here’s where I am going to embarrass myself and make you all feel maybe a little bit better about yourselves.I literally lay down on the floor of my dorm room and cried while my mother packed up my room.I refused to help her.Like, hell no I won’t go.I nonviolent-protested leaving here.Like, went limp like a protestor, only without the chanting—it was really pathetic.If none of you lie down on a dirty hardwood floor and cry today while your mommy packs up your dorm room, you are already starting your careers out ahead of me.You are winning.But here’s the thing.The thing I really felt like I knew was that the real world sucks.And it is scary.College is awesome.You’re special here.You’re in the Ivy League, you are at the pinnacle of your life’s goals at this point—your entire life up until now has been about getting into some great college and then graduating from that college.And now, today, you have done it.The moment you get out of college, you think you are going to take the world by storm.All doors will be opened to you.It’s going to be laughter and diamonds and soirees left and right.What really happens is that, to the rest of the world, you are now at the bottom of the heap.Maybe you’re an intern, possibly a low-paid assistant.And it is awful.The real world, it sucked so badly for me.I felt like a loser all of the time.And more than a loser? I felt lost.Which brings me to clarify lesson number two.Tomorrow is going to be the worst day ever for you.But don’t be an asshole.Here’s the thing.Yes, it is hard out there.But hard is relative.I come from a middle-class family, my parents are academics, I was born after the civil rights movement, I was a toddler during the women’s movement, I live in the United States of America, all of which means I’m allowed to own my freedom, my rights, my voice, and my uterus;and I went to Dartmouth and I earned an Ivy League degree.The lint in my navel that accumulated while I gazed at it as I suffered from feeling lost about how hard it was to not feel special after graduation...that navel lint was embarrassed for me.Elsewhere in the world, girls are harmed simply because they want to get an education.Slavery still exists.Children still die from malnutrition.In this country, we lose more people to handgun violence than any other nation in the world.Sexual assault against women in America is pervasive and disturbing and continues at an alarming rate.So yes, tomorrow may suck for you—as it did for me.But as you stare at the lint in your navel, have some perspective.We are incredibly lucky.We have been given a gift.An incredible education has been placed before us.We ate all the fro-yo we could get our hands on.We skied.We had EBAs at 1 a.m.We built bonfires and got frostbite and had all the free treadmills.We beer-ponged our asses off.Now it’s time to pay it forward.Find a cause you love.It’s OK to pick just one.You are going to need to spend a lot of time out in the real world trying to figure out how to stop feeling like a lost loser, so one cause is good.Devote some time every week to it.Oh.And while we are discussing this, let me say a thing.A hashtag is not helping.#yesallwomen#takebackthenight#notallmen#bringbackourgirls #StopPretendingHashtagsAreTheSameAsDoingSomething

Hashtags are very pretty on Twitter.I love them.I will hashtag myself into next week.But a hashtag is not a movement.A hashtag does not make you Dr.King.A hashtag does not change anything.It’s a hashtag.It’s you, sitting on your butt, typing on your computer and then going back to binge-watching your favorite show.I do it all the time.For me, it’s Game of Thrones.Volunteer some hours.Focus on something outside yourself.Devote a slice of your energies towards making the world suck less every week.Some people suggest doing this will increase your sense of well-being.Some say it’s good karma.I say that it will allow you to remember that, whether you are a legacy or the first in your family to go to college, the air you are breathing right now is rare air.Appreciate it.Don’t be an asshole.Lesson number three.So you’re out there, and you’re giving back and you’re doing, and it’s working.And life is good.You are making it.You’re a success.And it’s exciting and it’s great.At least it is for me.I love my life.I have three TV shows at work and I have three daughters at home.And it’s all amazing, and I am truly happy.And people are constantly asking me, how do you do it?

And usually, they have this sort of admiring and amazed tone.Shonda, how do you do it all?

Like I’m full of magical magic and special wisdom-ness or something.How do you do it all?

And I usually just smile and say like, “I’m really organized.” Or if I’m feeling slightly kindly, I say, “I have a lot of help.”

And those things are true.But they also are not true.And this is the thing that I really want to say.To all of you.Not just to the women out there.Although this will matter to you women a great deal as you enter the work force and try to figure out how to juggle work and family.But it will also matter to the men, who I think increasingly are also trying to figure out how to juggle work and family.And frankly, if you aren’t trying to figure it out, men of Dartmouth, you should be.Fatherhood is being redefined at a lightning-fast rate.You do not want to be a dinosaur.So women and men of Dartmouth: As you try to figure out the impossible task of juggling work and family and you hear over and over and over again that you just need a lot of help or you just need to be organized or you just need to try just a little bit harder...as a very successful woman, a single mother of three, who constantly gets asked the question “How do you do it all?” For once I am going to answer that question with 100 percent honesty here for you now.Because it’s just us.Because it’s our fireside chat.Because somebody has to tell you the truth.Shonda, how do you do it all?

The answer is this: I don’t.Whenever you see me somewhere succeeding in one area of my life, that almost certainly means I am failing in another area of my life.If I am killing it on a Scandal script for work, I am probably missing bath and story time at home.If I am at home sewing my kids’ Halloween costumes, I’m probably blowing off a rewrite I was supposed to turn in.If I am accepting a prestigious award, I am missing my baby’s first swim lesson.If I am at my daughter’s debut in her school musical, I am missing Sandra Oh’s last scene ever being filmed at Grey’s Anatomy.If I am succeeding at one, I am inevitably failing at the other.That is the tradeoff.That is the Faustian bargain one makes with the devil that comes with being a powerful working woman who is also a powerful mother.You never feel a hundred percent OK;you never get your sea legs;you are always a little nauseous.Something is always lost.Something is always missing.And yet.I want my daughters to see me and know me as a woman who works.I want that example set for them.I like how proud they are when they come to my offices and know that they come to Shondaland.There is a land and it is named after their mother.In their world, mothers run companies.In their world, mothers own Thursday nights.In their world, mothers work.And I am a better mother for it.The woman I am because I get to run Shondaland, because I get write all day, because I get to spend my days making things up, that woman is a better person—and a better mother.Because that woman is happy.That woman is fulfilled.That woman is whole.I wouldn’t want them to know the me who didn’t get to do this all day long.I wouldn’t want them to know the me who wasn’t doing.Lesson Number Three is that anyone who tells you they are doing it all perfectly is a liar.OK.I fear I’ve scared you or been a little bit bleak, and that was not my intention.It is my hope that you run out of here, excited, leaning forward, into the wind, ready to take the world by storm.That would be so very fabulous.For you to do what everyone expects of you.For you to just go be exactly the picture of hardcore Dartmouth awesome.My point, I think, is that it is OK if you don’t.My point is that it can be scary to graduate.That you can lie on the hardwood floor of your dorm room and cry while your mom packs up your stuff.That you can have an impossible dream to be Toni Morrison that you have to let go of.That every day you can feel like you might be failing at work or at your home life.That the real world is hard.And yet, you can still wake up every single morning and go, “I have three amazing kids and I have created work I am proud of, and I absolutely love my life and I would not trade it for anyone else’s life ever.”

You can still wake up one day and find yourself living a life you never even imagined dreaming of.My dreams did not come true.But I worked really hard.And I ended up building an empire out of my imagination.So my dreams? Can suck it.You can wake up one day and find that you are interesting and powerful and engaged.You can wake up one day and find that you are a doer.You can be sitting right where you are now.Looking up at me.Probably—hopefully, I pray for you—hung over.And then 20 years from now, you can wake up and find yourself in the Hanover Inn full of fear and terror because you are going to give the Commencement speech.Dry mouth.Heart beats so, so fast.Everything in slow motion.Pass out, die, poop.Which one of you will it be? Which member of the 2014 class is going to find themselves standing up here? Because I checked and it is pretty rare for an alum to speak here.It’s pretty much just me and Robert Frost and Mr.Rogers, which is crazy awesome.Which one of you is going to make it up here? I really hope that it’s one of you.Seriously.When it happens, you’ll know what this feels like.Dry mouth.Heart beats so, so fast.Everything moves in slow motion.Graduates, every single one of you, be proud of your accomplishments.Make good on your diplomas.You are no longer students.You are no longer works in progress.You are now citizens of the real world.You have a responsibility to become a person worthy of joining and contributing to society.Because who you are today...that’s who you are.So be brave.Be amazing.Be worthy.And every single time you get a chance?

Stand up in front of people.Let them see you.Speak.Be heard.Go ahead and have the dry mouth.Let your heart beat so, so fast.Watch everything move in slow motion.So what?

You what?

You pass out, you die, you poop? No.And this is really the only lesson you’ll ever need to know...You take it in.You breathe this rare air.You feel alive.You be yourself.You truly finally always be yourself.Thank you.Good luck.

第四篇：梅麗爾斯特里普2010年在伯納德學(xué)院的畢業(yè)演講

梅麗爾斯特里普2010年在伯納德學(xué)院的畢業(yè)演講

作為獲得奧斯卡提名最多的女演員，梅麗爾斯特里普獨(dú)特的魅力和智慧，在這篇給伯納德學(xué)院的畢業(yè)演講中，以生動幽默的形式呈現(xiàn)，給這個歷史悠久的女校的畢業(yè)生們帶來終身難忘的精彩致辭。

Tags:勵志 | 畢業(yè)演講 | 梅里爾斯特里普

謝謝你們，撒皮爾主席，戈登女士，迪格曼主席，董事會的全體成員，尊敬的老師們，高興的家長們，和了不起的2010屆。如果你們足夠幸運(yùn)，堅(jiān)持非常努力的工作，并且記住感謝信上每個人的名字，努力完成每項(xiàng)交給你的任務(wù)，并且，能夠在發(fā)生問題之前就提前預(yù)料到，并且能夠及時避免，那么你就能夠避開災(zāi)難并且能夠成功。

如果你在在法學(xué)院入學(xué)考試，醫(yī)學(xué)院入學(xué)考試，以及其他的入學(xué)考試中取得很好的成績，并且進(jìn)入了你們理想的研究院，或者，獲得了某個帶薪的領(lǐng)導(dǎo)崗位的實(shí)習(xí)工作，或者，你用微型貸款拍攝的紀(jì)錄片入選了圣丹斯電影節(jié)，并且得了獎，然后得到奧斯卡提名，并且贏得了奧斯卡獎。又或者，你和朋友設(shè)計(jì)的盈利性網(wǎng)站被某個投資人或者廣告人看中，成為熱門網(wǎng)站，不論這個網(wǎng)站是做生意，寫博客，分享，做的很成功，你曾經(jīng)暗自希望過，但從沒指望過真的會實(shí)現(xiàn)，我向你保證，你認(rèn)識或者愛戴的某人會來找你說：“能幫我給畢業(yè)生做個演講么？” 你回答說：“當(dāng)然，什么時候，2010年5月？2010？是的，還有好幾個月呢！”然后這就是噩夢的開始。我們都做噩夢，我向你保證，就算你畢業(yè)已經(jīng)從學(xué)校畢業(yè)四十年，你仍會做噩夢。大約約定日期前一周，某天半夜，你突然驚醒說：“哦！我有個報(bào)告但是我還沒有讀書呢！哦，我的天哪！”如果你已經(jīng)是成功一族，人們以為你知道原因。人們認(rèn)為你有義務(wù)，傳播它，為年輕的思想播種施肥，讓他們也知道成功的秘密，什么是你知道而別人不知道的，你開始自我反思，一個人審視自我，打開通往內(nèi)心之門。像黑色蜘蛛網(wǎng)，燈泡也壞掉了，潮濕悶熱的冰箱，不經(jīng)考慮，過度安排的時間表，吃外賣的生活一切都是一團(tuán)糟。在我需要的時候，我的作家朋友安娜昆得侖哪里去了？她在進(jìn)行另一次寫作旅行。

你們好，我是梅麗爾·斯特里普，今天我很榮幸，能給2010屆的畢業(yè)生們講一些關(guān)于關(guān)于成功小提示和鼓勵。這是我個人的體會，希望能在你們?nèi)松南乱粋€階段，也就是畢業(yè)后，給你們一些啟示。撒皮爾主席，當(dāng)我想到其他的尊敬的受獎?wù)咭约翱删吹亩聲蓡T們，許多功成名就的教工及其家屬，那些真正做了實(shí)事，創(chuàng)造了的人們，而我，只是假裝做了些事情，我可以想到3800人比我更合適，你也知道，我的成功完全依賴于人們所作的事。所以我不確定家長們是否認(rèn)為我是個了不起的榜樣。但我卻是個善于在很多領(lǐng)域假裝專家的專家。所以就像這篇演講稍后將提到的其他事物一樣，我是或者曾是個在舞臺或銀幕上接吻的專家。我是怎么準(zhǔn)備的？好吧，很多準(zhǔn)備工作是在新澤西州我的郊區(qū)高中或者在學(xué)校后面的某個角落完成的。其一受益于我在我工作的過程中有大量的親吻。飛吻，回吻，等等，當(dāng)然都是真實(shí)的吻，感覺像個妓女，因?yàn)檠輪T的工作就是不得不和我們不喜歡甚至不認(rèn)識的人接吻。你也許得親吻朋友，不管你信不信，尤其尷尬，對我們這代人來說，很尷尬。

我其他的擅長領(lǐng)域還有，溪流泛舟、核輻射外泄、時尚搭配、咖啡種植、模仿波蘭口音、法國口音、意大利口音、《麥迪遜之橋》里面的愛荷華式意大利口音，一些布朗克斯語，阿拉姆語，意第緒語，愛爾蘭木屐舞，烹飪，唱歌，騎馬，編織，拉小提琴，模仿曖昧的性接觸，這些是一些我假裝熟練并且取得成功的領(lǐng)域，反之亦然。我確定，就像在場的很多女性一樣。女性，我認(rèn)為可以有一定權(quán)威性的這樣說，特別是在博特納他們聽不見我這樣說，他們聽不到我們說。女性比男性更適合表演。因?yàn)槲覀儽仨毴绱耍驗(yàn)槌晒φf服某人，關(guān)于他不知道的某事，尤其是他比你地位高時，是一種生存技能。是千百年來女人賴以求生的方式。假裝并不只是游戲。假裝是想象可能性。假裝或表演是我們都需要的非常寶貴的生活技能。我們從不希望被抓住是在假裝，但它也是人類調(diào)適能力的一部份，我們可以改變自己，適應(yīng)時代，并不只是出于生存考慮，或者為了讓自己更有利。有時只是出于同情，我們甚至不會注意到是為了團(tuán)體的利益。

我記得很清楚我自己第一次有意識的演戲。六歲的我，把媽媽的裙子罩在頭上，抱著洋娃娃，在客廳里，扮演起耶穌誕生記的圣母瑪利亞。懷抱著我的洋娃娃，我感覺安靜平和，神圣，事實(shí)上，我改裝的臉和變了的神態(tài)，我父親記錄在8毫米攝像機(jī)上，并且把我弟弟哈利也拉進(jìn)來，跟著扮起約瑟和達(dá)納。他們恍惚了，他們真的被我的專注帶入了那個耶穌誕生的場景中。在我用普通的把戲使他們幫我做我想做的事，朝他們吼從來沒有成功過，但是，那天，我學(xué)會了一些。

后來是九歲，我拿起媽媽的眉筆，仔細(xì)的照著我最愛的外婆臉上的皺紋，在自己的臉上畫線，畫滿了自己的臉，然后讓我媽拍照留念。今天當(dāng)我再看時，當(dāng)然，比起那時，現(xiàn)在的我當(dāng)然更像那時的外婆了。但是我打從骨頭里知道，當(dāng)時我如何是感受到了她的年紀(jì)。我的背也駝了，我覺得身子沉重，但是我卻很高興，因?yàn)?，我像她?/p>

移情是演員藝術(shù)的中心。高中的時候，我迷上了另外一種表演：我想學(xué)習(xí)讓自己吸引人。所以，我想像出一個受歡迎的校園美女，深入研究她，簡單說，就像時尚雜志，十七歲，或者女士雜志中常出現(xiàn)的那種女孩兒。我模仿她的發(fā)型、唇膏、睫毛、服裝，雜志頁上那些漂亮但是相似的學(xué)校美女，我一天只吃一個蘋果。我染了頭發(fā)，拉直，我想要名牌服裝，我媽媽這點(diǎn)沒有同意。但是，我還是做了，我努力實(shí)踐這個角色，比我認(rèn)為的以前任何時候都努力。我還努力學(xué)習(xí)表現(xiàn)得孩子氣，輕聲地咯咯笑，我喜歡是因?yàn)椋煨ν甑臅r候，有“嗯哼”或者二“嗯哼哼”，這樣比較孩子氣，而且很可愛。這一切都是為了吸引男生，同時被其他女生接納，這簡直是不可能的。

通常在一個領(lǐng)域取得成功排除了其他成功。隨著我對其他實(shí)物所作的選擇，我致力于其他演員稱之為自我調(diào)整。不只是外在的改變，我還從內(nèi)在的個性下工夫。原本我的個性有點(diǎn)跋扈、固執(zhí)，講話大聲，喜歡下命令，并且心高氣傲，于是，我刻意培養(yǎng)柔軟、親和、甜美，甚至害羞的氣質(zhì)，只要你愿意的話，這招對男生非常有效，但其他女生卻看出了我是裝的，她們都不喜歡我。這是表演，她們能感覺得出來。也許她們是對的這不是玩世不恭的練習(xí)，這是我在練習(xí)已經(jīng)退化的生存伎倆。到了高三，到我的改變和我本人很相稱，我真的說服自己相信，我已經(jīng)變成了這個人，這個漂亮、聰明、溫柔的女孩，但是卻沒有堅(jiān)持下去。你知道，在男生講的各種蠢笑話時咯咯地笑、低下眼睛假裝害羞，在男生高談闊論的時候表現(xiàn)出順從。我記得很清楚，這很有效。那些男生都因此更喜歡我，包括原來那些不喜歡我的，而我也樂得繼續(xù)假裝。這些都是有意識的，但是當(dāng)時，我被此激勵，并且感覺確實(shí)是完全真實(shí)的表演。43年前，我進(jìn)了瓦瑟女子學(xué)院，那時它只招收女生，當(dāng)時人們把同類的幾個學(xué)校稱為“七姐妹聯(lián)盟”相當(dāng)于女性版的“常春藤盟?！?，我很快結(jié)識了一些讓我終身受益的至交好友。在她們的幫助下，我的腦袋終于從對男孩子的競爭中醒了過來。我跳出了那個假裝的自己，我再次發(fā)現(xiàn)了自己，我再也不必假裝，我可以當(dāng)笨蛋、發(fā)脾氣、邋里邋遢、不修邊幅，逗趣或者精明，有時咄咄逼人，有時很難對付，我的好友們一點(diǎn)也不介意。有次，我三周沒有洗頭發(fā)，她們也像接受毛絨玩具兔一樣接受了我。她們這讓我變得真實(shí)起來，不再是假模假樣的玩具。不過，我還是把高中假裝的這個女孩形象，儲存在記憶里，后來拍《越戰(zhàn)獵鹿人》時，我用這種形象來扮演片中的琳達(dá)。也許你們沒有一個人看過這部電影，但是《獵鹿人》奪得了一九七八年奧斯卡最佳影片，羅伯特·德尼羅，克里斯·沃肯，一點(diǎn)兒也不好笑。我扮演的琳達(dá)就是一個藍(lán)領(lǐng)階級的小鎮(zhèn)女孩，美麗、嫻靜、癡癡等待男友從越南戰(zhàn)場回家。很多年紀(jì)跟我差不多的男人，包括前總統(tǒng)克林頓，我遇到他的時候，曾經(jīng)跟我說，這個角色(琳達(dá))是我演過的女人當(dāng)中，他們最喜愛的一個。在我心里，我非常了解背后的秘密。這也證明了我高中時候的決定。我想說，不管怎樣這并不是貶低那個女孩兒或者喜歡她的男性，因?yàn)樗允俏业囊徊糠?。我也是她的一部分。她并不僅僅是表演出來的，她只是那種被嚇壞的女孩兒，順從的女孩兒，處在弱勢的女孩兒們所表現(xiàn)出的一部分特征，而那些真正遭受這些的女孩兒，不僅曾經(jīng)如此，并將一直如此。在現(xiàn)代社會仍有很多這樣順從而弱勢的女孩。但是世界已經(jīng)改變了，今天，大部份男人都說，他們最喜歡我演的角色，是《穿著Prada的女魔頭》里，那個難搞的時尚雜志總編輯米蘭達(dá)。

現(xiàn)在，她已然是判定世界變化的標(biāo)尺。男人們視她為最喜愛的角色。她就是米蘭達(dá)·普瑞斯特利，這個電影中《天橋云裳》雜志社的頭頭是被其他人厭惡的極權(quán)主義者。在我看來，這是相當(dāng)樂觀的轉(zhuǎn)變。他們想與米蘭達(dá)一起，但又想跟琳達(dá)約會，他們會覺得對不起琳達(dá)但他們就是喜歡米蘭達(dá)。同時，他們可以在她身上找到自己的影子：她為自己和其他人設(shè)下了太高的標(biāo)準(zhǔn)，身處領(lǐng)導(dǎo)高位卻不知感恩，糾葛于“無人懂我”的觀念中，還有孤獨(dú)感。他們站在角色之外，他們即可憐她又愛上了她，但他們會這樣像，是因?yàn)橥ㄟ^其他角色來看她。這點(diǎn)相當(dāng)重要，電影行業(yè)工作者肯定知道，世界上最難的事就是試圖讓正常性取向的男性觀眾在看到女主角時能感覺到與她的聯(lián)系，讓他們在她的身上得到體現(xiàn)。這個因素更能解釋我們選擇某部電影的原因，以及為什么在女性為主角的電影中角色會相對稀少。這點(diǎn)對于女性觀眾來說更易接受，因?yàn)槲覀儚男〉酱蠼佑|到的幾乎都是男性角色，不管作者是莎士比亞還是塞林杰。理解哈姆雷特、羅密歐、迪波爾特、哈克·費(fèi)恩或是彼得·潘內(nèi)心的窘境對我們并不是一件困難的事。我仍記得握住劍柄上沿的感覺，我覺得我就是他。但對異性戀男孩們來說，要想他們與朱麗葉、黛斯迪蒙娜、彼得·潘中的溫迪、小婦人中的喬、小美人魚或是波科霍塔斯產(chǎn)生共鳴，可就難太多太多了。原因我不清楚，但就是如此。一直以來，如果是女性角色的話，人們一般都不會妄自對她加以猜測。而今按你們這代人的看法，這種狀況已有所改變。男人總是在不斷適應(yīng)，他們會有意識的適應(yīng)也會無意識的適應(yīng)，甚至在為了整個群體的利益，他們會在自己都意識不到的情況下改變。他們最深層的偏見也會隨著社會的變化而不斷的改變。同樣的一件事，也許他們的父輩會覺得很為難，祖輩甚至?xí)拹?。這種情感轉(zhuǎn)變的原因就是移情作用。正如金所說，情感是意識的主要來源。要想將陽光開朗轉(zhuǎn)化成冷漠陰暗繼而做出冷酷行動，沒有情感變化是不可能的?；蛘呷鐐惣{德?科恩所說：“要注意縫隙，因?yàn)楣饩€就是從那進(jìn)來的。”而你們，巴納德的年輕姑娘們，你們不用穿戴緊身束胸中來讓自己看起來更可愛，也不用壓抑自己的意見，只因你們還未離開校園。玩笑玩笑。你們的優(yōu)勢是接受了非常特別的教育。你們，將有著與男女同校的學(xué)生們截然不同的觀點(diǎn)，并且能夠創(chuàng)造出完全不同的可能性。

而這種差別將帶給你怎樣的效果暫時還不得而知，也許你們會像我一樣，花40年才分析出你們的優(yōu)勢所在。今天我們即將進(jìn)入的世界充斥著所謂的女性問題，人類男女不平等的問題就暗含在各種全球性問題中，從貧窮到艾滋病危機(jī)再到暴力原教旨主義軍隊(duì)的崛起、販賣人口、踐踏人權(quán)。你們將有機(jī)會且有義務(wù)，用你們敢于冒險(xiǎn)的品德，加速這些問題的處理進(jìn)程。這些地方非常需要你們，新聞媒體也是。到你們上場的時候了，你們或許會覺得很平凡，但其實(shí)一點(diǎn)都不平凡。有的只是不斷改變，拒絕改變?nèi)缓笤俅胃淖儭?/p>

歷史上從沒有一個國家像今天這樣給女性頒發(fā)高等學(xué)位。自男性主宰以來，長達(dá)100多年，還沒有女性被允許進(jìn)入這些建筑，除了做清潔之外。但要不了多久，也許更多的醫(yī)學(xué)和法律的學(xué)位將授予女性。縱觀世界，很多曾是他人財(cái)物的女性現(xiàn)在有了自己的財(cái)產(chǎn)。據(jù)《經(jīng)濟(jì)學(xué)人》雜志報(bào)道，在過去二十年中，女性雇員的增加已成為世界發(fā)展的主要動力。這些女性為全球生產(chǎn)總值的增加所做出的貢獻(xiàn)比新科學(xué)技術(shù)或新興大國印度和中國還要多?！翱p隙”將無處不在：天花板，門板，法庭甚至是參議院的地板。你們知道，我27年前在瓦薩學(xué)院做了一個演講。那個演講絕對引起了一場轟動。每個人都喜歡，真的！湯姆·洛可考說那是他曾聽過的最棒的畢業(yè)典禮演講，當(dāng)然我相信這個說法。而且那次演講主旨的確立比這次簡單的多。創(chuàng)作的很輕松，是因?yàn)槲耶?dāng)時有很多感觸。我當(dāng)時剛剛做母親，擁有兩個奧斯卡獎，這一切恰巧又同時發(fā)生了。我以前很聰明，比如我知道發(fā)出什么樣響聲的熱水壺才是好的熱水壺。因?yàn)槲以谏细咧校瞄L全情投入地為球隊(duì)吶喊助威，所以我會有那樣的感覺，但是現(xiàn)在，我感覺，比起當(dāng)時年輕的我，我現(xiàn)在只有當(dāng)時懂的十六分之一。在今天來看，事情似乎都不是必然的?，F(xiàn)在我60歲了，有4個孩子，他們都已經(jīng)成年了，跟你們面對著同樣的挑戰(zhàn)。我對所有的事情更加充滿希望，因?yàn)槲胰院芏嗖幻靼椎?，而我對它們充滿好奇。我對于成功、名譽(yù)、名人的理解可以做另一場演講了。關(guān)于它是如何將你從你的朋友、現(xiàn)實(shí)和自知中分離的。你的默默無名，其實(shí)那是你的財(cái)富，知道你失去它，你才會知道它的寶貴。到最后，從整個時間的長河來看，名氣會讓你的家庭多吃了多少苦，而做個名人又能有多么了不起。我知道邀請我來這里就是為了這個，為了我的名氣。我已經(jīng)贏得很多獎項(xiàng)，我為我的工作感到無比驕傲，相信我，不只是我一個人在做。我敢保證這些獎項(xiàng)只給我自己個人帶來了很少的快樂。我自己的幸福和目標(biāo)的感覺來自于富有感情的研究這個世界和從工作中移情。來自于保持敏銳、活潑、與愛的人保持聯(lián)系，接觸更廣闊世界里的，更需要我?guī)椭娜恕?/p>

當(dāng)你在電視上看到我，手拿獎杯侃侃而談時，不要看我穿了什么，或者說了什么，那都只是表演。作一個名人，我學(xué)著隱藏，但是作一個演員，卻打開了我的靈魂。今天，在這里，我不得不四處尋找一些可以與你們分享的有用的東西，我很感謝你們給我這個機(jī)會。你要知道你不一定要出名。你只需要讓你的父母為你感到驕傲，而你已經(jīng)做到了。為你們歡呼。祝賀你們。

第五篇：梅麗爾斯特里普2010年在伯納德學(xué)院的畢業(yè)演講

梅麗爾斯特里普2010年在伯納德學(xué)院的畢業(yè)演講.txt你不能讓所有人滿意，因?yàn)椴皇撬械娜硕际侨顺晒θ耸渴恰谂的路上，一路勃起你以為我會眼睜睜看著你去送死嗎？我會閉上眼睛的梅麗爾斯特里普2010年在伯納德學(xué)院的畢業(yè)演講

作為獲得奧斯卡提名最多的女演員，梅麗爾斯特里普獨(dú)特的魅力和智慧，在這篇給伯納德學(xué)院的畢業(yè)演講中，以生動幽默的形式呈現(xiàn)，給這個歷史悠久的女校的畢業(yè)生們帶來終身難忘的精彩致辭。

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謝謝你們，撒皮爾主席，戈登女士，迪格曼主席，董事會的全體成員，尊敬的老師們，高興的家長們，和了不起的2010屆。如果你們足夠幸運(yùn)，堅(jiān)持非常努力的工作，并且記住感謝信上每個人的名字，努力完成每項(xiàng)交給你的任務(wù)，并且，能夠在發(fā)生問題之前就提前預(yù)料到，并且能夠及時避免，那么你就能夠避開災(zāi)難并且能夠成功。

如果你在在法學(xué)院入學(xué)考試，醫(yī)學(xué)院入學(xué)考試，以及其他的入學(xué)考試中取得很好的成績，并且進(jìn)入了你們理想的研究院，或者，獲得了某個帶薪的領(lǐng)導(dǎo)崗位的實(shí)習(xí)工作，或者，你用微型貸款拍攝的紀(jì)錄片入選了圣丹斯電影節(jié)，并且得了獎，然后得到奧斯卡提名，并且贏得了奧斯卡獎。又或者，你和朋友設(shè)計(jì)的盈利性網(wǎng)站被某個投資人或者廣告人看中，成為熱門網(wǎng)站，不論這個網(wǎng)站是做生意，寫博客，分享，做的很成功，你曾經(jīng)暗自希望過，但從沒指望過真的會實(shí)現(xiàn)，我向你保證，你認(rèn)識或者愛戴的某人會來找你說：“能幫我給畢業(yè)生做個演講么？” 你回答說：“當(dāng)然，什么時候，2010年5月？2010？是的，還有好幾個月呢！”然后這就是噩夢的開始。我們都做噩夢，我向你保證，就算你畢業(yè)已經(jīng)從學(xué)校畢業(yè)四十年，你仍會做噩夢。大約約定日期前一周，某天半夜，你突然驚醒說：“哦！我有個報(bào)告但是我還沒有讀書呢！哦，我的天哪！”如果你已經(jīng)是成功一族，人們以為你知道原因。人們認(rèn)為你有義務(wù)，傳播它，為年輕的思想播種施肥，讓他們也知道成功的秘密，什么是你知道而別人不知道的，你開始自我反思，一個人審視自我，打開通往內(nèi)心之門。像黑色蜘蛛網(wǎng)，燈泡也壞掉了，潮濕悶熱的冰箱，不經(jīng)考慮，過度安排的時間表，吃外賣的生活一切都是一團(tuán)糟。在我需要的時候，我的作家朋友安娜昆得侖哪里去了？她在進(jìn)行另一次寫作旅行。

你們好，我是梅麗爾·斯特里普，今天我很榮幸，能給2010屆的畢業(yè)生們講一些關(guān)于關(guān)于成功小提示和鼓勵。這是我個人的體會，希望能在你們?nèi)松南乱粋€階段，也就是畢業(yè)后，給你們一些啟示。撒皮爾主席，當(dāng)我想到其他的尊敬的受獎?wù)咭约翱删吹亩聲蓡T們，許多功成名就的教工及其家屬，那些真正做了實(shí)事，創(chuàng)造了的人們，而我，只是假裝做了些事情，我可以想到3800人比我更合適，你也知道，我的成功完全依賴于人們所作的事。所以我不確定家長們是否認(rèn)為我是個了不起的榜樣。

但我卻是個善于在很多領(lǐng)域假裝專家的專家。所以就像這篇演講稍后將提到的其他事物一樣，我是或者曾是個在舞臺或銀幕上接吻的專家。我是怎么準(zhǔn)備的？好吧，很多準(zhǔn)備工作是在新澤西州我的郊區(qū)高中或者在學(xué)校后面的某個角落完成的。其一受益于我在我工作的過程中有大量的親吻。飛吻，回吻，等等，當(dāng)然都是真實(shí)的吻，感覺像個妓女，因?yàn)檠輪T的工作就是不得不和我們不喜歡甚至不認(rèn)識的人接吻。你也許得親吻朋友，不管你信不信，尤其尷尬，對我們這代人來說，很尷尬。

我其他的擅長領(lǐng)域還有，溪流泛舟、核輻射外泄、時尚搭配、咖啡種植、模仿波蘭口音、法國口音、意大利口音、《麥迪遜之橋》里面的愛荷華式意大利口音，一些布朗克斯語，阿拉姆語，意第緒語，愛爾蘭木屐舞，烹飪，唱歌，騎馬，編織，拉小提琴，模仿曖昧的性接觸，這些是一些我假裝熟練并且取得成功的領(lǐng)域，反之亦然。我確定，就像在場的很多女性一樣。女性，我認(rèn)為可以有一定權(quán)威性的這樣說，特別是在博特納他們聽不見我這樣說，他們聽不到我們說。女性比男性更適合表演。因?yàn)槲覀儽仨毴绱耍驗(yàn)槌晒φf服某人，關(guān)于他不知道的某事，尤其是他比你地位高時，是一種生存技能。是千百年來女人賴以求生的方式。假裝并不只是游戲。假裝是想象可能性。假裝或表演是我們都需要的非常寶貴的生活技能。我們從不希望被抓住是在假裝，但它也是人類調(diào)適能力的一部份，我們可以改變自己，適應(yīng)時代，并不只是出于生存考慮，或者為了讓自己更有利。有時只是出于同情，我們甚至不會注意到是為了團(tuán)體的利益。

我記得很清楚我自己第一次有意識的演戲。六歲的我，把媽媽的裙子罩在頭上，抱著洋娃娃，在客廳里，扮演起耶穌誕生記的圣母瑪利亞。懷抱著我的洋娃娃，我感覺安靜平和，神圣，事實(shí)上，我改裝的臉和變了的神態(tài)，我父親記錄在8毫米攝像機(jī)上，并且把我弟弟哈利也拉進(jìn)來，跟著扮起約瑟和達(dá)納。他們恍惚了，他們真的被我的專注帶入了那個耶穌誕生的場景中。在我用普通的把戲使他們幫我做我想做的事，朝他們吼從來沒有成功過，但是，那天，我學(xué)會了一些。

后來是九歲，我拿起媽媽的眉筆，仔細(xì)的照著我最愛的外婆臉上的皺紋，在自己的臉上畫線，畫滿了自己的臉，然后讓我媽拍照留念。今天當(dāng)我再看時，當(dāng)然，比起那時，現(xiàn)在的我當(dāng)然更像那時的外婆了。但是我打從骨頭里知道，當(dāng)時我如何是感受到了她的年紀(jì)。我的背也駝了，我覺得身子沉重，但是我卻很高興，因?yàn)椋蚁袼?/p>

移情是演員藝術(shù)的中心。高中的時候，我迷上了另外一種表演：我想學(xué)習(xí)讓自己吸引人。所以，我想像出一個受歡迎的校園美女，深入研究她，簡單說，就像時尚雜志，十七歲，或者女士雜志中常出現(xiàn)的那種女孩兒。我模仿她的發(fā)型、唇膏、睫毛、服裝，雜志頁上那些漂亮但是相似的學(xué)校美女，我一天只吃一個蘋果。我染了頭發(fā)，拉直，我想要名牌服裝，我媽媽這點(diǎn)沒有同意。但是，我還是做了，我努力實(shí)踐這個角色，比我認(rèn)為的以前任何時候都努力。我還努力學(xué)習(xí)表現(xiàn)得孩子氣，輕聲地咯咯笑，我喜歡是因?yàn)?，快笑完的時候，有“嗯哼”或者二“嗯哼哼”，這樣比較孩子氣，而且很可愛。這一切都是為了吸引男生，同時被其他女生接納，這簡直是不可能的。

通常在一個領(lǐng)域取得成功排除了其他成功。隨著我對其他實(shí)物所作的選擇，我致力于其他演員稱之為自我調(diào)整。不只是外在的改變，我還從內(nèi)在的個性下工夫。原本我的個性有點(diǎn)跋扈、固執(zhí)，講話大聲，喜歡下命令，并且心高氣傲，于是，我刻意培養(yǎng)柔軟、親和、甜美，甚至害羞的氣質(zhì)，只要你愿意的話，這招對男生非常有效，但其他女生卻看出了我是裝的，她們都不喜歡我。這是表演，她們能感覺得出來。也許她們是對的這不是玩世不恭的練習(xí)，這是我在練習(xí)已經(jīng)退化的生存伎倆。到了高三，到我的改變和我本人很相稱，我真的說服自己相信，我已經(jīng)變成了這個人，這個漂亮、聰明、溫柔的女孩，但是卻沒有堅(jiān)持下去。你知道，在男生講的各種蠢笑話時咯咯地笑、低下眼睛假裝害羞，在男生高談闊論的時候表現(xiàn)出順從。我記得很清楚，這很有效。那些男生都因此更喜歡我，包括原來那些不喜歡我的，而我也樂得繼續(xù)假裝。這些都是有意識的，但是當(dāng)時，我被此激勵，并且感覺確實(shí)是完全真實(shí)的表演。43年前，我進(jìn)了瓦瑟女子學(xué)院，那時它只招收女生，當(dāng)時人們把同類的幾個學(xué)校稱為“七姐妹聯(lián)盟”相當(dāng)于女性版的“常春藤盟?！?，我很快結(jié)識了一些讓我終身受益的至交好友。在她們的幫助下，我的腦袋終于從對男孩子的競爭中醒了過來。我跳出了那個假裝的自己，我再次發(fā)現(xiàn)了自己，我再也不必假裝，我可以當(dāng)笨蛋、發(fā)脾氣、邋里邋遢、不修邊幅，逗趣或者精明，有時咄咄逼人，有時很難對付，我的好友們一點(diǎn)也不介意。有次，我三周沒有洗頭發(fā)，她們也像接受毛絨玩具兔一樣接受了我。她們這讓我變得真實(shí)起來，不再是假模假樣的玩具。不過，我還是把高中假裝的這個女孩形象，儲存在記憶里，后來拍《越戰(zhàn)獵鹿人》時，我用這種形象來扮演片中的琳達(dá)。也許你們沒有一個人看過這部電影，但是《獵鹿人》奪得了一

九七八年奧斯卡最佳影片，羅伯特·德尼羅，克里斯·沃肯，一點(diǎn)兒也不好笑。我扮演的琳達(dá)就是一個藍(lán)領(lǐng)階級的小鎮(zhèn)女孩，美麗、嫻靜、癡癡等待男友從越南戰(zhàn)場回家。很多年紀(jì)跟我差不多的男人，包括前總統(tǒng)克林頓，我遇到他的時候，曾經(jīng)跟我說，這個角色(琳達(dá))是我演過的女人當(dāng)中，他們最喜愛的一個。在我心里，我非常了解背后的秘密。這也證明了我高中時候的決定。我想說，不管怎樣這并不是貶低那個女孩兒或者喜歡她的男性，因?yàn)樗允俏业囊徊糠?。我也是她的一部分。她并不僅僅是表演出來的，她只是那種被嚇壞的女孩兒，順從的女孩兒，處在弱勢的女孩兒們所表現(xiàn)出的一部分特征，而那些真正遭受這些的女孩兒，不僅曾經(jīng)如此，并將一直如此。在現(xiàn)代社會仍有很多這樣順從而弱勢的女孩。但是世界已經(jīng)改變了，今天，大部份男人都說，他們最喜歡我演的角色，是《穿著Prada的女魔頭》里，那個難搞的時尚雜志總編輯米蘭達(dá)。

現(xiàn)在，她已然是判定世界變化的標(biāo)尺。男人們視她為最喜愛的角色。她就是米蘭達(dá)·普瑞斯特利，這個電影中《天橋云裳》雜志社的頭頭是被其他人厭惡的極權(quán)主義者。在我看來，這是相當(dāng)樂觀的轉(zhuǎn)變。他們想與米蘭達(dá)一起，但又想跟琳達(dá)約會，他們會覺得對不起琳達(dá)但他們就是喜歡米蘭達(dá)。同時，他們可以在她身上找到自己的影子：她為自己和其他人設(shè)下了太高的標(biāo)準(zhǔn)，身處領(lǐng)導(dǎo)高位卻不知感恩，糾葛于“無人懂我”的觀念中，還有孤獨(dú)感。他們站在角色之外，他們即可憐她又愛上了她，但他們會這樣像，是因?yàn)橥ㄟ^其他角色來看她。這點(diǎn)相當(dāng)重要，電影行業(yè)工作者肯定知道，世界上最難的事就是試圖讓正常性取向的男性觀眾在看到女主角時能感覺到與她的聯(lián)系，讓他們在她的身上得到體現(xiàn)。這個因素更能解釋我們選擇某部電影的原因，以及為什么在女性為主角的電影中角色會相對稀少。這點(diǎn)對于女性觀眾來說更易接受，因?yàn)槲覀儚男〉酱蠼佑|到的幾乎都是男性角色，不管作者是莎士比亞還是塞林杰。理解哈姆雷特、羅密歐、迪波爾特、哈克·費(fèi)恩或是彼得·潘內(nèi)心的窘境對我們并不是一件困難的事。我仍記得握住劍柄上沿的感覺，我覺得我就是他。但對異性戀男孩們來說，要想他們與朱麗葉、黛斯迪蒙娜、彼得·潘中的溫迪、小婦人中的喬、小美人魚或是波科霍塔斯產(chǎn)生共鳴，可就難太多太多了。原因我不清楚，但就是如此。一直以來，如果是女性角色的話，人們一般都不會妄自對她加以猜測。而今按你們這代人的看法，這種狀況已有所改變。男人總是在不斷適應(yīng)，他們會有意識的適應(yīng)也會無意識的適應(yīng)，甚至在為了整個群體的利益，他們會在自己都意識不到的情況下改變。他們最深層的偏見也會隨著社會的變化而不斷的改變。同樣的一件事，也許他們的父輩會覺得很為難，祖輩甚至?xí)拹?。這種情感轉(zhuǎn)變的原因就是移情作用。正如金所說，情感是意識的主要來源。要想將陽光開朗轉(zhuǎn)化成冷漠陰暗繼而做出冷酷行動，沒有情感變化是不可能的?；蛘呷鐐惣{德?科恩所說：“要注意縫隙，因?yàn)楣饩€就是從那進(jìn)來的?！倍銈?，巴納德的年輕姑娘們，你們不用穿戴緊身束胸中來讓自己看起來更可愛，也不用壓抑自己的意見，只因你們還未離開校園。玩笑玩笑。你們的優(yōu)勢是接受了非常特別的教育。你們，將有著與男女同校的學(xué)生們截然不同的觀點(diǎn)，并且能夠創(chuàng)造出完全不同的可能性。

而這種差別將帶給你怎樣的效果暫時還不得而知，也許你們會像我一樣，花40年才分析出你們的優(yōu)勢所在。今天我們即將進(jìn)入的世界充斥著所謂的女性問題，人類男女不平等的問題就暗含在各種全球性問題中，從貧窮到艾滋病危機(jī)再到暴力原教旨主義軍隊(duì)的崛起、販賣人口、踐踏人權(quán)。你們將有機(jī)會且有義務(wù)，用你們敢于冒險(xiǎn)的品德，加速這些問題的處理進(jìn)程。這些地方非常需要你們，新聞媒體也是。到你們上場的時候了，你們或許會覺得很平凡，但其實(shí)一點(diǎn)都不平凡。有的只是不斷改變，拒絕改變?nèi)缓笤俅胃淖儭?/p>

歷史上從沒有一個國家像今天這樣給女性頒發(fā)高等學(xué)位。自男性主宰以來，長達(dá)100多年，還沒有女性被允許進(jìn)入這些建筑，除了做清潔之外。但要不了多久，也許更多的醫(yī)學(xué)和法律的學(xué)位將授予女性?？v觀世界，很多曾是他人財(cái)物的女性現(xiàn)在有了自己的財(cái)產(chǎn)。據(jù)《經(jīng)濟(jì)學(xué)人》雜志報(bào)道，在過去二十年中，女性雇員的增加已成為世界發(fā)展的主要動力。這些女性為

全球生產(chǎn)總值的增加所做出的貢獻(xiàn)比新科學(xué)技術(shù)或新興大國印度和中國還要多?！翱p隙”將無處不在：天花板，門板，法庭甚至是參議院的地板。

你們知道，我27年前在瓦薩學(xué)院做了一個演講。那個演講絕對引起了一場轟動。每個人都喜歡，真的！湯姆·洛可考說那是他曾聽過的最棒的畢業(yè)典禮演講，當(dāng)然我相信這個說法。而且那次演講主旨的確立比這次簡單的多。創(chuàng)作的很輕松，是因?yàn)槲耶?dāng)時有很多感觸。我當(dāng)時剛剛做母親，擁有兩個奧斯卡獎，這一切恰巧又同時發(fā)生了。我以前很聰明，比如我知道發(fā)出什么樣響聲的熱水壺才是好的熱水壺。因?yàn)槲以谏细咧?，擅長全情投入地為球隊(duì)吶喊助威，所以我會有那樣的感覺，但是現(xiàn)在，我感覺，比起當(dāng)時年輕的我，我現(xiàn)在只有當(dāng)時懂的十六分之一。在今天來看，事情似乎都不是必然的?，F(xiàn)在我60歲了，有4個孩子，他們都已經(jīng)成年了，跟你們面對著同樣的挑戰(zhàn)。我對所有的事情更加充滿希望，因?yàn)槲胰院芏嗖幻靼椎模覍λ鼈兂錆M好奇。我對于成功、名譽(yù)、名人的理解可以做另一場演講了。關(guān)于它是如何將你從你的朋友、現(xiàn)實(shí)和自知中分離的。你的默默無名，其實(shí)那是你的財(cái)富，知道你失去它，你才會知道它的寶貴。到最后，從整個時間的長河來看，名氣會讓你的家庭多吃了多少苦，而做個名人又能有多么了不起。我知道邀請我來這里就是為了這個，為了我的名氣。我已經(jīng)贏得很多獎項(xiàng)，我為我的工作感到無比驕傲，相信我，不只是我一個人在做。我敢保證這些獎項(xiàng)只給我自己個人帶來了很少的快樂。我自己的幸福和目標(biāo)的感覺來自于富有感情的研究這個世界和從工作中移情。來自于保持敏銳、活潑、與愛的人保持聯(lián)系，接觸更廣闊世界里的，更需要我?guī)椭娜恕?/p>

當(dāng)你在電視上看到我，手拿獎杯侃侃而談時，不要看我穿了什么，或者說了什么，那都只是表演。作一個名人，我學(xué)著隱藏，但是作一個演員，卻打開了我的靈魂。今天，在這里，我不得不四處尋找一些可以與你們分享的有用的東西，我很感謝你們給我這個機(jī)會。你要知道你不一定要出名。你只需要讓你的父母為你感到驕傲，而你已經(jīng)做到了。

為你們歡呼。

祝賀你們。