If we want things to stay as they are, things will have to change.
To rage and mock is gentlemanly, to grumble and whine is not.
If we want everything to remain as it is, it will be necessary for everything to change.
Love. Of course, love. Flames for a year, ashes for thirty.
A house of which one knew every room wasn't worth living in.
As always the thought of his own death calmed him as much as that of others disturbed him: was it perhaps because, when all was said and done, his own death would in the first place mean that of the whole world?