“I fear that there will be no neat ending to this, in the manner of the old Greek plays. Where the Gods descend, and all is explained, and tidied away.”

“What is the mass of a feeling? What is its wavelength, its position on the electromagnetic spectrum?”

“I fear that there will be no neat ending to this, in the manner of the old Greek plays. Where the Gods descend, and all is explained, and tidied away.”

“We live in an age that cannibalises its past because it has lost faith in its future.”