Pооr children! I аlreаdy knоw аll this: why you have come, and what you want. I know that all of you are sick with plague, diseased; but no one’s sickness equals mine. You each are only suffering for your own pain, for your own self and no one else. My being grieves for the city, me, and you, together. You did not wake me. I was not asleep. I have been crying late into the night. My mind has traveled many different paths. I looked intently, and I found there was only one cure.