You believe in a crystal palace, eternally indestructible; a palace, that is, at which you could never stick out your tongue furtively, or gesture rudely from inside your pocket. Well, maybe I am afraid of this building exactly because it is crystal and eternally indestructible and that it will be impossible to stick out my tongue at it, even furtively... Laugh as you will. I can take any amount of mockery but still I won’t say that I am satiated when I am hungry; still I know that I won’t settle for a compromise, for a persistent, recurring zero, just because it exists according to the laws of nature and exists in reality.