In the glaring night-hours, when his brain seemed ablaze, he was visited by a sense of his fixed identity, of his irreducible, inexpugnable selfness, keener, more insidious, more unescapable, than any sensation he had ever known.
刺眼
夜晚,当他
大脑似乎
时,他被一种固定
身份感,一种不可
、无可辩驳
自我感所拜访,这种感觉比他所知道
任何感觉都更敏锐、更阴险、更无法逃避。