SAINT OR FOOL
Gate Keeper: To you who desire to cross this threshold, do you know what awaits you?
Girl: I know.
Gate Keeper: Cold, hunger, abhorrence, derision, contempt, abuse, prison, disease and death!
Girl: I know, I am ready, I shall endure all blows.
Gate Keeper: Not from enemies alone, but from relatives, and friends.
Girl: Yes even from them...
Gate Keeper: Are you ready even to commit a crime? Do you know that you may be disillusioned in that which you believe, that you may discover that you were mistaken, that you ruined your young life in vain?
Girl: I know that, too.
Gate Keeper: Enter!
The girl crossed the threshold, and a heavy curtain fell behind her.
Fool! said someone, gnashing his teeth.
Saint! someone uttered in reply.