"......Be what it is, The Action of my life is like it, which I'll keep if but for sympathy."
Friday, 19 January 2018
Doobidoo
I'm just at the beginnig but already there are brilliant thoughts and images: Classic literature is not threatened by political ideologies or a regime as much as it is neglected by the indifference of the throwaway society. At no point it is indicated that people are forced to hand in their books, providing Hanta with the opportunity of reading them.
Then there are the mice who are happy because they have got no recollection. From time to time they seem to notice the screams of their fellow mice, who happen to end up in Hanta's compactor, but then again they do not bother for they forget instantly. Too Loud a Solitude
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