"The Unquiet" - читать интересную книгу автора (Connolly John)

Two

Shape without form, shade without colour

Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed

With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom

Remember us-if at all-not as lost

Violent souls, but only

As the hollow men…

– T. S. ELIOT, “THE HOLLOW MEN”