“There was no harm in taking aim, even if the target was a dream.”

“It is a sad day when one looks back and sees that his largest regrets have become some of the most integral elements of his dreams.”

“Nothing endures. Not a tree. Not love. Not even death by violence.”

“I did not stop to think that one wave is inevitably followed by another even larger and more powerful, when the tide is coming in.”

“So the more things remained the same, the more they changed after all. Nothing endures. Not love, not a tree, not even a death by violence.”

“Is he using terror to keep away boredom? Does he have to try to destroy something? Even as a last resort, himself?”

“So the more things remain the same, the more they change after all—plus c'est la même chose, plus ça change. Nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even a death by violence.”