Report, if you have a problem with this page“ As it was all was lost. He was alive, yes, he was alive, he felt this for the first time. But he knew now that he was living in a prison, that he had to make the best of it in there and would soon rage and would have to speak this thieves' cant, the only language at his disposal, in order not to be so abandoned. ”
Ingeborg Bachmann
From : The Thirtieth Year: Stories
