"Strip back the beliefs pasted on by governesses, schools,
and states, you find indelible truths at one's core.
Rome'll decline and fall again, Cortés'll lay
Tenochtitlán to waste again, and later, Ewing will sail
again, Adrian'll be blown to pieces again, you and I'll
sleep under the Corsican stars again, I'll come to Bruges
again, fall in and out of love with Eva again, you'll read
this letter again, the sun'll grow cold again.
Nietzsche's gramophone record. When it ends, the Old One
plays it again, for an eternity of eternities."
— David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas