Harrim strokes his beard pensively and makes a crooked smile. "But why should I lie either to you or to myself

Harrim strokes his beard pensively and makes a crooked smile. "But why should I lie either to you or to myself? Of course it brings me joy. But it's a bitter joy. The greedy and arrogant will continue to seek glory and wealth, but find only death and suffering. That's the sad comedy of our life, . We may laugh or cry at it, but no one walks from the stage without merciful Groetus drawing the curtain."