But man, the human being...

But man, the human being is prepared to be everything, to love everything, to produce a stellar moment in the most uncertain way within a language. One may be stone, one may be water, the miracle of being a flower, a tear, a pain can be produced on the face of a person; any sentiment is internal and external, we can change ourselves, in the extreme, into small or big animals, humans or gods. In this state there is no limit and it is exempt from evil, from the past, from seizure, from incongruence, from anything mundane.