human
It can't go on. I simply must get to work on something. I must get a grip on myself and my life again. He remembered the heat of his soul after he had heard Jacques Sennier's opera, the passion almost to do something great that had glowed in him, the longing for fame. Then he had said to himself:
gpt
My life shall feed my art. I'll live, and by living I'll achieve.
human
I must! But he did not say,
gpt
I shall!