← Death is there, and treason and despair, all ready to use, and the outbursts, and the storms, and the silences, all the silences: the silence when the headsman raises his axe at the end, the silence at the beginning when the two lovers are naked in front of each other for the first time in the dark bedroom, without daring to move, the silence when the crowd's screams burst out around the conqueror and it's like a film where the sound has been cut, all those open mouths with nothing coming out, all that commotion which is just a picture, and the conqueror, who has already been conquered, alone in the middle of his silence... 🔊✎
← Do you think you've got time for these fancy thoughts, to know if you should say "yes" or "no", to ask yourself if you're paying too much, if you can still feel like a man afterwards? You grab the wheel, you face the mountain of water in front of you, you yell an order and you fire into the crowd, on the first man who moves forward. Into the crowd! It doesn't have a name. 🔊✎
← The crowd knows already, they're all round the palace. I can't do it. 🔊✎