... man has an idea of a better world than this. But better does not mean different, it means unified... Religion or crime, every human endeavor in fact, finally obeys this unreasonabledesire and claims to give life a form it does not have.

Yes, I'm happy, in human terms.

To be famous, in fact, one has only to kill one's landlady.

Only it takes time to be happy. A lot of time. Happiness, too, is a long patience.

Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then.

In the next few years the struggle will not be between utopia and reality, but between different utopias, each trying to impose itself on reality ... we can no longer hope to save everything, but ... we can at least try to save lives, so that some kind of future, if perhaps not the ideal one, will remain possible.

Some people talk in their sleep. Lecturers talk while other people sleep.