“He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He
thought that the world’s heart beat at some terrible cost and that the
world’s pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity
and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might
ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.”
It’s very sad but less hopeless than The Road. Really amazing poetry in it.
“He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He
thought that the world’s heart beat at some terrible cost and that the
world’s pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity
and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might
ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.”