"You won't get to see such a good show!"
"Then you'd better pray that such a good show appears. If it does, perhaps I'll be in a good mood and let you go. After all, if that kind of show puts me in a good mood, you won't have to die. But if it puts me in a bad mood, all of you may have to die. I'm not joking with you. I'm telling you something very complicated: if I'm in a bad mood, all of you might die. It's a speechless sort of thing, yet one that must exist. There's no helping it—who asked me to be so powerful? Your lives and deaths are all decided by a single thought of mine."
"In fact, they are all decided by a single thought of mine. Don't you understand even such a basic principle, old man? Don't you get it? Your lives and deaths are all decided by a single thought of mine. I had no need to waste so many words on you, but I still did because I know very well that if I didn't tell you all this nonsense, you might not even know whether you would live or die."
"As for you? You're nothing more than a splendid show I want to watch on my journey through life. If you can't give me such a splendid show, then there's no need for you to exist. Do you understand when I put it that way? Can you comprehend? I think you should be able to understand, but I hope you can grasp this principle: my life, your lives—none of them are things you can control. Especially your own lives, don't ever think you can control them. There's absolutely no need to think that, truly no need at all,