"..so lang’ er auf der Erde lebt, so lange sey dir’s nicht verboten. es irrt der Mensch so lang er strebt." (Prolog im Himmel, "Faust. Eine Tragödie" J.W. von Goethe)
"..people as a man to you. I cannot speak my glory is one of wing and not of feet I am a Falcon, a hunter and a liege I bring you a messege from the animals to the beasts"
"you are the children you are innocent, and the deadly, too. In the things you do"
"..listen to the dying cry of the amber wolf a shadow of the death of man as well this choke-damp air Is upon us all other spesies grieve while man the thinker thinks of games that turn this Earth to hell"
"you are the parvenu. It is a part of you so why defend it with your powers? soon all these things you see all of life`s mysteres will be gone by you perhaps this hour"
Spectator I:
"..maybe he speaks of a fantasy"
Spectator II:
"..more likely some machine in his chest Is playing a tape from the data bank an amusement designed for our heads"
Falcon:
"fools! fools you are, all of you fools. fools you are"
Narrator:
"..there`s a cold grey sky in the morning white mist on mountains glazed sun slanting shafts through evergreen`s cones where dew in colous dance peace sleeps here in warmed grasses. peace belong where love`s the way"
..In forest`s retreat where soft waters beat and oceans caress, gentle seas the stones are kept in waiting perhaps for the children to outgrow their play