“Today’s warm houses will be the cold ruins in the very distant future!”

“In a very cold night, even houses want to have houses of their own to enter inside them and feel warm!”

“A man's character is like his house. If he tears boards off his house and burns them to keep himself warm and comfortable, his house soon becomes a ruin. If he tells lies to be able to do the things he shouldn't do but wants to, his character will soon become a ruin. A man with a ruined character is a shame on the face of the earth.”

“All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm.”

“There's a bitter cold in me, a cold which comes from a distant land. And nothing ever really makes it warm. You knew of this cold. You tried a thousand times to melt it, and transform it to something more brilliant, but you never succeeded.”

“We moved together very slowly toward the house, trying to understand its ugliness and ruin and shame.”