So Sing a Song About It
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So Sing a Song About It
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Absolutely.
I want one.
"The bruises hurt him, the cuts were still bleeding; but it was not for pain that he sobbed; it was because he was all alone, because he had been driven out, alone, into this skeleton world of rocks and moonlight. At the edge of the precipice he sat down. The moon was behind him; he looked down into the black shadow of the mesa, into the black shadow of death. He had only to take one step, one little jump… He held out his right hand in the moonlight. From the cut on his wrist the blood was still oozing. Every few seconds a drop fell, dark, almost colourless in the dead light. Drop, drop, drop. To-morrow, To-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow… He had discovered Time and Death and God."
Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
Favorite.
Starting this today.