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“What remains of the world at the end?” She asked him. “The noise of machines, newspapers, bombs, the craziness in the big cities, all of this will be forgotten tomorrow. And then, what remains? What remains, my dear, will never be the world, but only the gods.” — Ryan Gelpke
What remains of the world at the end?” She asked him.
“The noise of machines, newspapers, bombs, the craziness in the big cities, all of this will be forgotten tomorrow. And then, what remains? What remains, my dear, will never be the world, but only the gods.