“ ‘People are like a breath; their days are like a fleeting shadow.’ Do you understand that? Human beings are as insubstantial as an exhaled breath, and what they do in their lives is but a moving shadow. Well, these words really got to me when I was younger, but it was only after I died, and became what I am now, that I truly understood them. It’s true, we humans are but a breath, and I, dead now, don’t even have a shadow anymore.”
