Feelings get less strong, not more tyrannous, as soon as they've been given an airing.

当我们找到了“通风”，糟糕的情绪就得到了释放。

In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past—sensations which assert themselves against tyrannous memories.

在床上，我们的昨天压抑了：如果个人只能起床，虽然只能吹哨或抽烟，但他有现在可以对过去提供抵抗——对暴虐的记忆进行自我反抗的感觉。