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- Gerhard Christ: Won't you answer me, Kolbe? I asked if you love my wife.
- Kolbe: Love? We've gotten used to each other.
- Gerhard Christ: Of course, but it *was* love?
- Kolbe: Who knows? Maybe it still is. Maybe that's love too - getting used to someone.
- Gerhard Christ: You're probably right.
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- Gerhard Christ: I love you. You know I love you.
- Ariane Christ: Yes, but... that's not important.
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- Kolbe: What is it, by the way, Chinese roulette?
- Gabriel: It's quite simple. We divide ourselves into two groups. One group chooses one of the people present, you or me, say, and the other group ask questions. For instance, if the person were a car, what kind of car would he or she be?
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- Angela Christ: [to Gabriel in seeing him listen to Ariane and Irene's behind closed door conversation] Eavesdroppers often hear false truths.
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- Kolbe: If you were to paint this person, what would we see in the picture?
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- Gabriel: Yet a human being is not a god. And if Christ is God become man, he nevertheless died as a man and not as God. Why would I not regard myself, then, as God become man? What should prevent me from attaching more weight to the godly element than the human one, crushing the man beneath the god? All my life, I am subject to these magnetic poles. On the one hand, God. On the other, man. And as a man, a human king and a sun king. And as a human king, a crowned man, a crown that can be be stolen. If I love anarchy, if I function as the firmament that accelerates a latent state of anarchy, then anarchy is first of all within me. It ravages my organism and plunges my mind into a kind of precocious madness that has a special name in modern medical terminology. I am man and woman. I am man and woman, and sun worship is the religion of the man, who, nevertheless, without woman, his double, in whom I am reflected, is capable of nothing. It is religion of the single being who divides himself in two to act and to be, the religion of the primal division of the single being. Unity: duality united in the first androgynous being in which he is the man, and he is the woman simultaneously, united in a single whole. A dual struggle wages within me: first, the unity that divides itself and yet remains a unity, second, the sun king. The man inside him is unable to reconcile himself to being human ego. He spits on man and finally hurls him into the cesspool.
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- Angela Christ: Tell me, Gabriel, would you want to sleep with a cripple? You don't have to say anything. I know the answer. I tell myself the same thing almost every day.
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- Angela Christ: It's as simple as that. Everything is simple. Life itself is simple.
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- Kolbe: Let's suppose we were attacked, by a death squad or something, and the person you have chosen could decide which one of the eight of us should survive. Whom would that person select?
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- Irene Cartis: If the person were to be cast away forever on an island, what would he or she take along? Another person, a book, or things?
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- Gerhard Christ: Do you remember that fat guy in Rome?
- Ariane Christ: Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. My God, he behaved as if he owned the whole city.
- Gerhard Christ: And he hardly had enough money to pay for the appetizers. His girlfriend told me he used to fall asleep while screwing... on his back.
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- Angela Christ: I was reading Rimbaud. "For 'I' is another. If the brass wakes the trumpet, it's not it's fault. That's obvious to me. I witness the unfolding of my own thought. I watch it. I hear it. I make a stroke with the bow. The symphony begins in the depths or springs with a bound onto the stage. 'I' is another."