第96页 De pueritia

‘Why don’t you go to mass?’ ‘I have permission.’ ‘From who? From God?’ ‘No: from Father Anglada.’ ‘Wow. But why don’t you go?’ ‘I’m not Christian.’ ‘Wow! …’ Confused silence. ‘Can you be not Christian?’‘I suppose so. I’m not.’ ‘But what are you? Buddhist? Japanese? Communist? What?’ ‘I’m nothing.’ ‘Can you be nothing?’