So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp.

“Look, I am living. On what? Neither childhood nor futurelessens . . . . Superab…”

“Czemu mielibyśmy chcieć zamienić mądre nierozumienie dziecka na niechęć i pogar…”

“We’re involved with flower, fruit, grapevine.They speak more than the language …”

“So this is where people come to live; I would have thought it is a city to die …”