It all ends here, with us, The Star of Redemption open on our desks, doesn't it? It's completely at an end, a whole civilisation. Who allowed it? Who got us into this mess? Who raised our aspirations to the sky, by setting the great books amongst us? Who granted us the chance of commerce with the great ideas?
Because they were too great for us. They were more than our heads could contain. They broke us, and we wandered around dazed. What had happened to us? Something had happened, but what? We'll never understand, that's the tragedy. It will always have been beyond us.
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