Mason & Dixon, page 118

[waltermonkey]

"Twenty-nine's Fell Shadow! O, inhospitably final year of any Pretense to Youth, its Dreams now, how wither'd away...tho' styl'd a Prime, yet bid'st thou Adieu to the Prime of Life!...There,- there, in the Stygian Mists of Futurity, loometh the dread Thirty,- Transition unspeakable! Prime so soon fallen, thy Virtue so easily broken, into a Number

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[jaubertmoniker]

This is why I love this man's writing.

[waltermonkey]

It's pretty much all of his favorite subjects - math humor, desperation and sex.