Thenceforth, I should be neither happy nor unhappy.
I could not rise from the dead.

I would grow old quietly, as quiet as I was that day in the room where so many people had left their traces, and yet no one had left his own traces.
This room--anywhere you turn, you find this room.

It is the universal room.

You think it is closed.

No, it is open to the four winds of heaven.