He's no end of fun, for all you say. Poor little beggar. A human, if ever we saw one.

He has only just learned to tell dreams from waking; only just realized that he is he; only just whittled with his hand ne fin a flint, a rocket ship; easily d…

Everything the dead predicted has turned out completely different. Or a little bit different - which is to say, completely different.

So he's got to have happiness, he's got to have truth, too, he's got to have eternity - did you ever!