'We keep trying to uncover backgrounds but we do not get any farther, we merely complicate and disjoint what is already complicated and disjointed enough. We look for someone responsible for our fate, which, most of the time, if only we are honest, we might simply call our misfortune. We brood about what we should have done differently or better or what perhaps we should not have done, because we are doomed to do so, but it does not lead anywhere. The disaster was inevitable, is what we then say and for a while, if only a short while, we are quiet. Then we start all over again asking questions and probing and probing until we have gone half crazy. We constantly look for someone responsible, or for several persons responsible, in order to make things bearable for ourselves at least for a moment, and naturally, if we are honest, we invariably end up with ourselves.'