“Every man carries the seed of his own death, and you will not be more than a man. You will have everything; you cannot have more…”
“I cannot lie to you any more than I could lie to myself,” Paul said. “I know this. Every man should have such an auditor.”
“You have tasted of death now,” said the old man. “Is it good?” “It is good,” said Mossy. “It is better than life.”“No,” said the old man: “it is only more life.”
“You should know there is nothing more dangerous than a man who is not afraid to die. i have lost everything, but that frees me.”
“Nothing apparently, disturbed the mans air of having his mind on something more important than you. You wanted to slap him.”
“I want to have you in every way known to man, and theninvent a dozen more.”