"And do you think," he said, "that having awakened from this dream you can ever fall asleep again?"
"Can the bird ever go back into the shell or the butterfly into the chrysalis? No, no, it is impossible."
"But would you, if you could?"
"Perhaps I ought to want to; but I cannot."
"And do you think that we can drift on forever as we are going?"
"I do not know. I do not dare to think. I only live from day to day."
"And you still refuse to take your future into your own hands?"
"It is not mine. I must accept what has been appointed."
"And you still believe that some door will be opened through which we may escape?"
"With all my heart."