- Doctor: What is funny about you is that your reason does not stop you. The secrets you want to know are the negative of all knowledge. Your reason is an obstacle.
- Magician: Respect the presence of sleep. That is the first thing. And keep away from those who sleep badly... or stay awake all night. Modest is even the thief in the presence of sleep. He walks slowly through the night. Immodest is the night watcher with carrying his light and horn. No small art is it to sleep. That's why we must keep awake all day. Ten truths have to be found during the day, otherwise your soul will be hungry and search the truth at night. Ten times we must laugh during the day and be cheerful. Otherwise your stomach, the father of affliction, will disturb you at night.
- Clint: I don't understand... how you can have anything to do with someone like her.
- Clint: Just because you don't understand doesn't mean it cannot be.
- Clint: But why?
- Clint: That's the wrong question. The right question is, "Is this the way of the world?" And the answer is yes.
- Clint: What do you know? You don't live in the world. You stuck yourself at the end of the universe in here. You can't see your selfishness, arrogance, and above all, your ignorance. You pretend to be open to all things but can't see how closed-minded you are. Do you actually believe you'll find your soul here?
- Clint: My soul is within me.
- Clint: Wrong again, brother. Your soul is outside of you, and you must claim it.
- Clint: I have. I began a journey that finished here.
- Clint: There is no beginning. There is no end. That's babble. That's not the language of the soul. Time will pass, and you'll continue to be lost.
- Clint: You sound like my father.
- Clint: You complain that your father didn't know you. He carried you on his back through life, and all you can do is criticize some oversights he committed, while you are guilty of the biggest crimes.
- Clint: Really? What crimes were those?
- Clint: You tell me.
- Clint: No, instead you'd like to hear it from my mouth, so you can deny it. That's the same cowardly game you played with your father.
- Clint: I love my father.
- Clint: You were not a loving son. You were a burden to him. And now to me.
- Doctor: Tell me, Professor, what do you make of the black arts?
- Clint: It's an act of vanity beneath nature, beneath science.
- Doctor: You've arrived at this through reason.
- Doctor: That is your problem.
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