「Those ruffians dead Gods shan't have it all their own way. Those gods who never lose a chance of hurting, foughting and spoiling human lives are seriously put out if all the same, you behave like a lady. Of course, now I think there are no Gods and there's no one to blame. It's so very dangerous to live for only one day.」
「Have I lost the thing that mattered? Let it get obscured, gradually, every day in corruption, lies and chatter?」
「What makes us go on? What sends roaring up in us that immeasurable delight to surprise us? Than nothing can be slow enough, nothing lasts to long. You want to say to each moment: "Stay!" "Stay!" "Stay!"」
「That young man killed himself, but I don't pity him. I'm somehow glad he could do it, throw it away. It's made me feel the beauty, somehow feel very like him, less afraid.」
