[Toffskij]

Snodig hvor forskjellig man kan oppfatte bøker, jeg var solgt allerede fra side 4:

Sitat:

Sing now, O Muse, of the recessive mutation on the fifth cromosome! Sing how it bloomed two and a half centuries ago on the slopes of Mount Olympus, while the goats bleated and the olives dropped. Sing how it passed down through nine generations, gathering invisibility within the polluted pool of the Stephanides family. And sing how Providence, in the guise of a massacre, sent the gene flying again; how it blew like a seed across the sea to America, where it drifted through the industrial rains until it fell to earth in the fertile soil of my mother’s own mid-western womb.

Sorry if I get a little Homeric at times. That’s genetic too.