← Perfect. Wait … wait: why is there even anything wrong with it? Why should there be something wrong with it? No, I’ve got it: it’s life without interruptions. 🔊✎
← I understand very well that my presence here may be uncomfortable for you. Personally, I’d prefer to be alone. I need to put my life in order and gather my thoughts. 🔊✎
← I’m putting my life in order. 🔊✎
← Don’t worry, my life is in order. Perfectly in order. 🔊✎
← I paced round my cell, all night, all day. From the window to the door, from the door to the window. I spied on myself. I tracked my movements. It feels like I spent a whole life cross-examining myself, but all I found was what I’d done. 🔊✎
← They won’t forget me. They’ll die, but others will come and pick up the job. I’ve left them in charge of my life. 🔊✎
← Can you be a coward when you’ve always chosen the most dangerous path? Can you judge a whole life by one act? 🔊✎
← You always die too early – or too late. But your life’s there all the same, finished. You draw the line, you add up the total. All you are is your life. 🔊✎