"The television, that insidious beast, that Medusa which freezes a billion people to stone every night, staring fixedly, that Siren which called and sang and promised so much and gave, after all, so little."
"Somewhere in him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with a night like this so the sadness could not hurt"
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Source: Ray Bradbury (2013). “Something Wicked This Way Comes”, p.17, Harper Collins
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