o in me. I no longer asy, and I   it noill running after me. And to create  is no longer my ues; t matter. t is time for me to die. I am ready, and Im curious about it.quot;

    quot;; asked Narcissus.

    quot;ell, it may be a bit stupid of me. But Im really curious about it. Not of t t very little, and if I may say so openly, I no longer believe in it. tree is dead forever; t come back to life, nor does a man after inue to ter  t doesnt last long eit dying only because it is still my belief or my dream t I am on to  as t of love, fulfilled love. I cannot give up t t, instead of deat o take me back to o nonbeing and innocence.quot;

    During one of  visits, after Goldmund  said anytalkative.

    quot;Faton t often be in great pain.  so calmly, Goldmund? It seems to me you ;

    quot;Do you mean peace  peace I  found. I dont  any peace  need to praise it, and tle  good at bearing pain, and altimes t dying o me, I  face it. I ill mucoo strong and too o die; to break eac no is different.quot;

    Speaking tired o spare himself.

    quot;No,quot; ;I  to tell you. Before to tell you. Itll make you lauged my  day and rode a just riding off into t Count urned to t ress Agnes , t does not seem important to you, and today it does not seem important to me eit at t time tself into me, and I t of not Agnes. S beautiful o see ed to be er a iful. I found unity to so o speak to  ted to o do oo old for ty enouged anyt, actually,  I rode on. I didnt  to come back to you