"I'm a coward, what am I to do!"; "It is winter, what do you expect from me?"; "Ah, it's over . . . "; "Please no, I still have a family!"; "I want to live in peace . . . And dreams . . . " One must have pity for such cravens!
Jerman. All Correct as things be. This crushing was necessary; now we know who is with us and who is against us. Whose foundation will remain afloat through this black flood?
Kalander. They all sank and mine as well came close to dunking. God has given me a tough wife, and they issued me a fast. On the Sundays I wait for her, I sit and wait, till noon – she does not arrive. She makes no lunch. As they return, I ask: what was on your mind you dirty woman? With fury she replies: Who gave you the preach shall give you a lunch! I replied – the soul of mine is lost, thus why fast on Sundays? Should I not prefer to eat fair and square in this world and enjoy it as well when I depart?
Jerman. Kalander, Kalander. The Devil is teasing you!
Kalander. As I came across that very thought, I ask all the insects to pardon me . . . For they push to where there are only flames and ache. I had nearly betrayed my intelligence high for a piece of bread . . . Why would I post blame those who betray all of their knowledge and belief for a piece of the pie? I judge the human's role in this world is first and foremost to live. That bread would fit me well; how much did I help the world by letting it expire?
Jerman. It most certainly is so. You have made simple and clear academic chants of so many others.
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