“For him it was a dark passage which led to nowhere, then to nowhere, then again to nowhere, once again to nowhere, always and for ever to nowhere, heavy on the elbows in the earth to nowhere, dark, never any end to nowhere, hung on all time always to unknowing nowhere, this time and again always and to nowhere, now beyond all bearing up, up, up, and into nowhere, suddenly, scaldingly, holdingly all nowhere gone and time absolutely still and they were both there, time having stopped and he felt the earth move out and away from under them.”
There will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. But i tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow.
“That is unjust”, said Pablo. “I expose the horses all the time for the cause.”
“Very little,” said Anselmo scornfully. “Very little in my judgment. To steal, yes. To eat, yes. To murder, yes. To fight, NO.”