The Next Chapter
You know what it’s going to be like? I mean, after we’re gone? It’ll just go on, all of it, on and on, and nothing will ever come of it. You understand, Ola? Do you get it now? The world is constantly the same thing — just like it is with you and me. Each of us has his own world — successful, or not so much — but our one and only world it is, and, in the end, it’s one that you just can’t help loving. Even if your eyesight’s weak, you still love what you can see. Let me have some more tea. And heat up some soup from a tin, OK? Or tripe. How I love you at this moment, Ola! Right now, I’d do absolutely anything for you. I want you — every bit of your body, and I’ve got to have it — what you’ve got there, that honeycomb of yours that is outlined so well there in those tight l
