"Last night, in the store, I felt that I was stifling; and I left it, and lay on the bare ground without.

A star shot down the sky, and I wished that a wind as swift and strong would rise and sweep the land out to sea.

When the day comes that I die, I wish to die a fierce death.

It is best to die in battle, for then the mind is raised, and you taste all life in the moment before you go.

If a man achieves not that, then struggle with earth or air or the waves of the sea is desirable.