You will blame innocent people for your affliction, and you will hoard, and you will trample upon your fellow man, and you will make merry among yourselves, and even till the angel knocks on your very door you will never cease to fill the world with your noise.
“Maybe it sounds kinda stupid but, in a way... it’s almost like I’ve always loved you, and I’m pretty sure I always will.“
Know that the air you breathe, I live to give you, and know that while you live and breathe, you are powerful.
Let me tell you, then, about the time I slew the great big dragon.
While Anselm of Canterbury's famous philosophical nugget was meant for no more than to simply illuminate the splendor of God to the unbelievers of old, someone nonetheless must have imagined as an intellectual curiosity the largest possible human being, one that could not be possibly any bigger if anyone could even try. That intellectual curiosity would nine months later emerge in Barkhamstead, CT.
"Can we really leave for the moon," Jeanne remembered asking Georges, delirious with joy, "oh, Georges, can we really leave?" "Not without leaving a piece of youth," he replied.
You really think this is all going on just within the city limits? These are two whole universes, two entire histories converging on each other, my friend. You think our ghost city isn’t going to catch up with you in America? You want to outrun it, so you say? Well, then, how far to the end of the universe will your plane go? If you don’t like being in two places at once here and now, how do you think you’ll like it for the rest of your life?