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... Havlícek had a brain like a diamond, the professors went gaga over him, they tried to make him a bishop, but no, he chose justice, a little coffee, a little wine, and a life for the people, stamping out illiteracy, ...
... which leads to fights like the quarrel in the days of the monarchy between the social democrats and the freethinkers and clerics over whether the world comes from a monkey or God slapped Adam together out of mud and fashioned Eve from his insides, now He could have made her out of mud too, it would have been cheaper, though nobody really knows what went on, the world was deserted as a star, but people twitter away like magpies and don't really care, ...
..., he'd bang his wife's head against a beam to knock some sense into her, and she'd pray all night for God to come and empty a cartload of wood on top of him, which must be why Bondy the poet says that real poetry must hurt, as if you'd forgotten you wrapped a razor blade in your handkerchiek and you blow your nose, no book worth its salt is meant to put you to sleep, it's meant to make you jump out of bed in your underwear and run and beat the author's brains out, ...
..., or maybe his daughter too, who once gave a man the greatest proof of love and when the consequences started to show blew her brains out with the gun that hung on their hall, so you see, pretty ladies, people are still unenlightened and inclined to tragedy, and if they tell the truth they seem to be lying, the truth will out, all right, but always too late, ...
... he said to Wohlschleger, his hangman, Get on with it, your hands are cold, and Zdenka said, Married life with you would be bliss, but I talked her out of it, I told her I lacked the criminal instincts for matrimony, because when children start coming you're really in for it, then even the emperor jumps out of bed at night, ...