O light! This is the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last resort was ours, too, and I knew it now. In the middle of winter I at last discovered that there was in me an invincible summer.

I felt a determination cover my body like a quilt on a winter night.

Never again will I spend another winter in this accursed bucketshop of a refrigerator called England.

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.