村上春树在耶路撒冷文学奖上的演讲词

goodevening.ihavecometojerusalemtodayasanovelist，whichistosayasaprofessionalspinneroflies.

ofcourse，novelistsarenottheonlyoneswhotelllies.politiciansdoit，too，asweallknow.diplomatsandgeneralstelltheirownkindsofliesonoccasion，asdousedcarsalesmen，butchersandbuilders.theliesofnovelistsdifferfromothers，however，inthatnoonecriticizesthenovelistasimmoralfortellinglies.indeed，thebiggerandbetterhisliesandthemoreingeniouslyhecreatesthem，themoreheislikelytobepraisedbythepublicandthecritics.whyshouldthatbe。

myanswerwouldbethis：namely，thatbytellingskilfullies--whichistosay，bymakingupfictionsthatappeartobetrue--thenovelistcanbringatruthouttoanewplaceandshineanewlightonit.inmostcases，itisvirtuallyimpossibletograspatruthinitsoriginalformanddepictitaccurately.thisiswhywetrytograbitstailbyluringthetruthfromitshidingplace，transferringittoafictionallocation，andreplacingitwithafictionalform.inordertoaccomplishthis，however，wefirsthavetoclarifywherethetruth-lieswithinus，withinourselves.thisisanimportantqualificationformakingupgoodlies.

today，however，ihavenointentionoflying.iwilltrytobeashonestasican.thereareonlyafewdaysintheyearwhenidonotengageintellinglies，andtodayhappenstobeoneofthem.