“We meet ourselves time and again in a thousand disguises on the path of life.”

“The sun on your path till we meet again”

“We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others, that in the end, we become disguised to ourselves.”

“Go now. Our journey is done. And may we meet again, in the clearing, at the end of the path.”

“Is life not a thousand times too short for us to bore ourselves?”

“It feels like a moment I've lived a thousand times before, as if everything is familiar, right up to the moment of my death, that it will happen again an infinite number of times, that we will meet, marry, have our children, succeed in the ways we have, fail in the ways we have, all exactly the same, always unable to change a thing. I am again at the bottom of an unstoppable wheel, and when I feel my eyes close for death, as they have and will a thousand times, I awake.”