That man has another future elsewhere, on high, below, anywhere, I don't believe; not one single word of it.

Ah! sacrifice and renunciation are recommended to me; I must take heed to everything I do; I must cudgel my brains over good and evil, over the just and the unjust, over the fas and the nefas.

Why?
Because I shall have to render an account of my actions.

When?
After death.

What a fine dream! After my death it will be a very clever person who can catch me.
Have a handful of dust seized by a shadow-hand, if you can.