‘Do
‘You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember
‘Nothing?’
I remember
Those are pearls that were his eyes.
‘Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?’
—T. S. Eliot
There’s someone in my head, but it’s not me.
—Pink Floyd
The mills of gods grind slowly, and the result is usually pain.
—Georgio de Santillana and Hertha von Oechend