最後一段好評

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   It's too simple to say that he gave us the products we love without asking why we love the way we do,it's too simple even to conclude we love them because they connect us to a wider world and people in our lives that are far away.Because this machine isolates us,too.
   Perhaps our contradictory nature of ecperience with these gadgets mirrors the controdictions in Jobs himself.
   He is an artist who sought perfection,but could never found peace.He had the focus of a monk,but none of the empathy.He offered us freedom,but only within a closed garden to which he held the key.
  To reconcile these controdictions,I think we have to look to the other half of relationship with Jobs,To ourselves.As Jobs wanted it,the screen of my iPhone is dark,a Zen lanscape of the unseen.If I stare into it,I see an obscure reflection of myself,but this impression lasts just a fleeting moment before I press the home key and screen lights up.But perhaps I should spend a moment regarding that reflection,asking myself what,in buying and using the product,I'm doing?What is the full nature of my transaction with the maker of this magical and intimate machine?
   最後一段話簡直美哭，我忍不住要翻譯了。
   如果不自問我們究竟為什麼會這樣喜愛賈伯斯帶給我們東西，而直接說他給了我們喜愛的東西產品未免太過簡單；甚至定論說我們愛著這東西，是因為它將我們和新世界，和不近身旁的人們連接起來，也不失草率。因為它同時也孤立了我們。
  可能我們同這些設備在一起的矛盾經歷恰恰也映射出賈伯斯本人的矛盾天性。
  他既是一個追求完美的藝術家，卻不得平靜；又是一位專注的僧侶， 卻又缺了移情能力。他為我們提供一個自由之地，卻是一座幽閉的花園，自由的鑰匙只在他身上。
  想要調和這些矛盾，我們必反觀其為我們創造出的關係的另一半，即我們和自身之關係。我的iphone現在螢幕一片漆黑，就像賈伯斯曾想要的，那種無法眼觀到的禪的境界。我盯住這黯淡的螢幕，我壓下home鍵螢幕亮起，看到自己朦朧的倒影轉瞬即逝。也許我該花點時間審視審視我這倒影，然後問問我自己，買它來用它到底是為什麼？我在和這魔性又私人的設備製造者的交易中到底什麼本性在作怪？

第一次翻譯，請指教。