“He lay in bed, and the wind blew through the window, touched his ears and half-open lips and whispered something to him in his sleep. It seemed that the wind of time blew from the Delphic caves to tell him everything that should be said about yesterday, today and tomorrow. Somewhere in the depths of his being, voices sometimes sounded - one, two or ten, or perhaps it was the whole human race speaking, but the words that came out of his lips were the same: “Look, look, we won!” For in the dream he, they, many at once suddenly rushed upward and flew. A warm, gentle sea of air stretched beneath him, and he swam, surprised and in disbelief...”