...he finally understood that he had been living his life steeped in the deepest ignorance, allowing himself to be led by the nose, firmly believing he was obeying the order of divine providence when he had divided the world into noxious and beneficial, while in reality both categories originated in the same heinous ruthlessness that had infernal light lurking in its depths, just as he realized with a pang that it was not a fragile peace, nor the "ancestral commands of the heart" that ruled the human world because all that was merely like some transparent film shielding the pullulating "mass of murderous chaos" below.

a burst of compassion thus swept him among the fallen, and this same compassion made him revolt against that loyalty that had til now shackled him to the tyranny of the law, and since he now believed that there had to be a higher law beyond human reckoning, he had crossed the borderline past which-he realized-he would remain forever alone.


laszlo krasznahorkai,
herman, 
the game warden.