Cébès: O that I also might...
But no one has ever bothered about me.
Simon: What did you say?
Cébès: I could tell you...
I could lament in such a fashion that you would comprehend....
Simon: Some woman already...?
Cébès: No.
Simon: Indeed the desire
For this being who has the face of a child
Is strange. I do not believe in their laughter.