human
Oh! I feel bored, I feel bored to death.
gpt
You're not over lively, you know, said Maxime, quietly.
human
It's your nerves, I'm sure.
gpt
Yes, it's my nerves,
human
I am growing old, my dear child; I shall soon be thirty. It's terrible. I take pleasure in nothing. At twenty, you cannot understand this.
gpt
Did you ask me to come with you to listen to your confession? interrupted the young man.
human
It will be terribly long.
gpt
You're a nice one to complain, continued Maxime;
human
Ah! do not be modest, resumed Maxime;
gpt
I would say that you have tasted of every apple.
human
And yet you feel bored! continued the young man with ludicrous vivacity.
gpt
But it's downright suicide! What is it you want? whatever is it you are dreaming of?