“In these great times which I knew when they were this small; which will become small again, provided they have time left for it ... in thesetimes in which things are happening that could not be imagined and in which what can no longer be imagined must happen, for if one couldimagine it, it would not happen; in these serious timeswhich have died laughing at the thought that they might become serious; which, surprised by their own tragedy, are reaching for diversion and, catching themselves redhanded, are groping for words ... in these times you should not expect any words of my own from menone but these words which barely manage to prevent silence from being misinterpreted.”
