I understood that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears. I understood that, finally and absolutely, I alone exist. All the rest, I saw, is merely what pushes me, or what I push against, blindly  as blindly as all that is not myself pushes back. I create the whole universe, blink by blink.
this one frail, foolish flicker-flash in the long dull fall of eternity.
I too am learning, ordeal by ordeal, my indignity. Its all I have, my only weapon for smashing through these stiff coffin-walls of the world. So I dance in the moonlight, make foul jokes, or labor to shake the foundations of night with my heaped-up howls of rage. Something is bound to come of all this. I cannot believe such monstrous energy of grief can lead to nothing! 
- GRENDAL!!