Hunt shook his head and quit writing. "I don't understand. You can become this … messiah … by leaving your deathbed?" The pale oval of Keats's face moved back and forth on the pillow in a motion which might have been a substitute for laughter. "We all could have, Hunt. Humankind's folly and greatest pride. We accept our pain. We make way for our children. That earned us the right to become the God we dreamed of.
( Dan Simmons )
[ The Fall of Hyperion ]
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