"Don't you want to get back to where a different sort of sun will warm your heart and fill your pulses?
This primitive world is in its way colossal, but it isn't human, it isn't a life for humans.

We want streets, Von Ragastein, you and I.We want the tide of people flowing around us, the roar of wheels and the hum of human voices.

Curse these animals! If I live in this country much longer, I shall go on all fours." "You yield too much to environment," his companion observed.

"In the life of the cities you would be a sentimentalist." "No city nor any civilised country will ever claim me again," Dominey sighed.

"I should never have the courage to face what might come." Von Ragastein rose to his feet.