"we really ought to round up all the passengers," he said, "and ask each of them if they can tell us why they are living. Those who cannot answer we simply throw overboard."
"What about the children?" I asked.
"They pass the test with flying colours."
**
"Time doesn't pass, ..., and Time doesn't tick. We are the ones who pass, and our watches tick. Time eats its way through history as silently and relentlessly as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. It topples great civilisations, gnaws at ancient monuments, and wolfs down generation after generation. That's why we speak of the 'ravages of time.' Time chews and chomps - and we are the ones between its jaws."
**
"It was the same with everything - with the whole world, I thought to myself. As long as we are children, we have the ability to experience things around us - but then we grow used to the world. To grow up is to get drunk on sensual experience."
**
"I sat thinking how terribly sad it was that people are made in such a way that they get used to something as extraordinary as living. One day we suddenly take the fact that we exist for granted - and then, yes, then we don't think about it any more until we are about to leave the world again."
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