And for us to suppose we can have something great--ideas, work--it's all dust and ashes.

" "But all that's as old as the hills, my boy!" "It is old; but do you know, when you grasp this fully, then somehow everything becomes of no consequence.

When you understand that you will die tomorrow, if not today, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant! And I consider my idea very important, but it turns out really to be as unimportant too, even if it were carried out, as doing for that bear.