GUIL: You're evidently a man who knows his way around.
PLAYER: I've been here before.
GUIL: We're still finding our feet.
PLAYER: I should concentrate on not losing your heads.
GUIL: Do you speak from knowledge?
PLAYER: Precedent.
GUIL: You've been here before.
PLAYER: And I know which way the wind is blowing.
GUIL: Operating on two levels, are we?! How clever! I expect it comes
naturally to you, being in the business so to speak.
(The PLAYER's grave face does not change. He makes to move off again.
GUIL for the second time cuts him off.)
The truth is, we value your company, for want of any other. We have been left so much to our own devices -
after a while one welcomes the uncertainty of being left to other people's.
PLAYER: Uncertainty is the normal state. You're nobody special.
(He makes to leave again. GUIL loses his cool.)
GUIL: But for God's sake what are we supposed to do?
PLAYER: Relax. Respond. That's what people do. You can't go through life questioning your situation at every
turn.
GUIL: But we don't know what's going on, or what to do with ourselves. We don't know how to act.
PLAYER: Act natural. You know why you're here at least.
GUIL: We only know what we're told, and that's little enough. And for all we know it isn't even true.
Every fireman, sooner or later, hits this. They only need understanding, to know how the wheels run. Need to know the history of our profession. They don’t feed it to rookies like they used to. Damn shame. (...) Only fire chiefs remember it now. (...) I'll let you in on it. (...)
When did it all start, you ask, this job of ours, how did it
In all the times I had taken someone’s life, not once had I felt as broken and hollow as I had after Mendax.
In all the times I had taken someone’s life, not once had I felt as broken and hollow as I had after Mendax.
What a fool I was.
Bilim nasıl uzun yaşayacağımızı öğretir, duygularsa yaşamak için sebep verir.
*After Life*
“At the beginning of a game, there are no variations. There is only one way to set up a board. There are nine million variations after the first six moves. And after eight moves there are two hundred and eighty-eight billion different positions. And those possibilities keep growing. There are more possible ways to play a game of chess than the amount of atoms in the observable universe. So it gets very messy. And there is no right way to play; there are many ways. In chess, as in life, possibility is the basis of everything. Every hope, every dream, every regret, every moment of living.”
