- When Leopold thinks about his father's death, and that of his newborn son, and the fact that he constantly returns to both in his thoughts.
"No, Leopold! Name and memory solace thee not. That youthful illusion of thy strength was taken from thee and in vain. No son of thy loins is by thee. There is none now to be for Leopold, what Leopold was for Rudolph."
- Stephen's remembrances of his dead mother can get pretty depressing as well.