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"Of course,” Cheroki said sharply, “you could NOT POSSIBLY be trying to say that—you have received—from the Blessed Leibowitz, dead now, lo, the last six hundred years—a handwritten invitation to profess your solemn vows? And you, uh, deplored his handwritings?—Forgive me, but that’s the impression I was getting."
- A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter M Miller Jr pg 33