Billy tried to imagine the birth of Cyril's wife's baby. It would happen in grim lights violently. A dripping thing trying to clutch to its hole. Dredged up and beaten. Blood and drool and womb mud. H...
World is supposed to mean something that's self-contained. but nothing is self-contained.
Freud is finished, Einstein's next.
When he died he would not end. The world would end.