"Why should we think of ourselves?
They are dead, they are dying, who were ours, whom we loved! Why should we think to live?
What does it matter how it fares with us?
We cannot be happy.

Happy ?" she continued wildly.
"Are any happy now?
Or is the world all changed in a night?
No, we could not be happy.

And at least you will live, Tignonville.

I have that to console me." "Live!" he responded vehemently.

"I live?
I would rather die a thousand times.