"Thou knowest my meaning. The best for man is not to have been born."
"Shame on thee! thirty years old, and already so tired of life."
"Shame on thee! Nearly sixty years, and still so foolishly fond of life."
"What dost thou bring?"
"Advice: evacuate the town, all the citizens to the Capitol. An express messenger over the Alps for help."
"Thou seest spectres!"
"Ah! If I saw only them! But I see the Germans!"
"There is no trace of them far and wide."
"It is exactly that which is mysterious. They must be near, quite near; and no one knows where they are."
"Why must they be quite near?"