“Cat! You get out! There is work to be done. I have no time for tricks. I must go back and dig. I can’t have you here eating cake like a pig! You get out of this house! We don’t want you about!”
″‘Tell me, Cricket, who you may be?’
‘I am the Talking-Cricket, and I have lived in this room a hundred years and more.’
‘Now, however, this room is mine,’ said the puppet, ‘and if you would do me a pleasure go away at once, without even turning around.’
‘I will not go,’ answered the Cricket, ‘until I have told you a great truth.‘”
“If it were Gregor, he would have realized long ago that it isn’t possible for human beings to live with such a creature, and he would have gone away of his own free will. Then we wouldn’t have a brother, but we’d be able to go on living and honor his memory. But as things are, this animal persecutes us, drives the roomers away, obviously wants to occupy the whole apartment and for us to sleep in the gutter.”