"Look at the table. I’m sure that’s all you see. A table. Because you can’t see beyond - within. There are things within the table, but you can’t see them. Termites. They are devouring it little by little. But no one knows. They never rest, and do it in silence. Until one day the table breaks. That’s the secret. If you could see within me, you’d see the same thing. I’m full of flies. They’re devouring me little by little, and no one knows."