Gentlemen, I am tormented by questions; answer them for me.

On our earth we can only love withsuffering and through suffering.

My God, but what do I care about the laws of nature and arithmatic if for some reason these laws and two times two is four are not to my liking?

Oh I've plenty of time, my time is entirely my own.

Forgive me... for my love -for ruining you with my love.

Because everyone is guilty for everyone else. For all the 'wee ones,' because there are little children and big children. All people are 'wee ones.' And I'll go for all of them, because there must be someone who will go for all of them.

A hundred suspicions don't make a proof.