I am more uncertain than I ever was; I feel only the power of life. And I am senselessly empty.
What do I have in common with Jews? I don't even have anything in common with myself.
There are questions we could not get past if we were not set free from them by our very nature.
If I shall exist eternally, how shall I exist tomorrow?
I like to make use of what I know
You, who can't do anything, think you can bring off something like that? How can you even dare to think about it? If you were capable of it, you certainly wouldn't be in need of it.