“I may be a fool, but I’m not an idiot!” he said in English. “We’re talking about the way it is. Not the way we want it to be. You want life to be big and meaningful. Noble, even. Sorry. It is small and lonely. It’s never going to be better than that orgasm in the snow. Sex and death, that’s all there is.” “Then why do you even bother talking to me, if that’s the case? Shouldn’t you be at home jerking off? Or sticking your head in a bucket and putting a gun in your mouth?”
