This is a tightly planned little house. He often feels protected by its smallness; there is hardly room enough here to feel lonely. - Christopher Isherwood

Biliyor musun, senle ben -garip şey- aynı yolun yolcusuyuz aslında. İkimizin de evleri biraz büyükçe ama gene de bir bakıma bize dar geliyor.

She is merely acclimatizing herself, in accordance with a natural law, like an animal which changes its coat for the winter. Thousands of people like Frl. Schroeder are acclimatizing themselves. After all, whatever government is in power, they are doomed to live in this town.

Waking up begins with saying am and now. That which has awoken then lies for a while staring up at the ceiling and down into itself until it has recognized I, and therefrom deduced I am, I am now. Here comes next, and is at least negatively reassuring; because here, this morning, is where it has expected to find itself: what’s called at home.