...make me want to read my whole life. :)
"Krum was having a grand time with his neophyte. He would have stayed up all night. Immured in the little print room crowded with files and redolent of acids, he conducted his disciple “glass-eyed” through the dim frontiers of space, holding before him one after another the likenesses of universes sister to our own, islanded in immeasurable vacancy, curled like glimmering crullers on their private Milky Ways, and hiding in their wombs their myriad “coal-pockets,” star-dust fetuses of which – their quadrillion years accomplished – their litters of new suns would be born, to bear their planets, to bear their moons in turn." ("The Man Who Saw Through Heaven", Wilbur D. Steele)
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