"There's an Islamic story that declares that the Angel of Death has huge wings covered in eyes, and that as each mortal dies one of its eyes closes, just for a moment.
I like that story too, and take pleasure in imagining huge wings, and a ripple of ever-opening, ever-closing beautiful eyes."
Neil Gaiman, ur "A Death Gallery" i The Absolute Death
"- Hm, muttrar Strindberg."
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