I am a ridiculous man. They call me a madman now. That would be a distinct rise in my social position were it not that they still regard me as being as ridiculous as ever.

“You pass by a little child, you pass by, spiteful, with ugly words, with wrathf…”

“But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- th…”

“أحياناً يحدث أن نلتقي بأشخاص نجهلم تمام الجهل, ومع ذلك نشعر باهتمام بهم وبدافع ي…”

“And so in that very shame I suddenly begin a hymn.”