Signore, come muore un uomo quando viene privato della consolazione della letteratura?”“In uno o due modi,” disse lui, “per pietrificazione del cuore o per atrofia del sistema nervoso.”“Entrambi poco piacevoli, immagino” azzardai.“Per niente piacevoli” disse Castle il vecchio. “Per l'amor di Dio, vi prego, continuate a scrivere, tutti e due!

-Kurt Vonnegut

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