Johanna!—I wish you wouldn't do anything to worry father.
JOHANNA
Does that depend on me alone?
FELIX
I know in what direction your dreams are going, Johanna.—What is to come out of that?
JOHANNA
Is it necessary that something comes out of everything?—I think, Felix, that many people are destined to mean nothing to each other but a common memory.
FELIX
You have said it yourself, Johanna—that you are not made to see other people suffer.
JOHANNA (shrinks slightly at those words)