“ Are we bubbles blown by a baby? ”
H. G. Wells, The Island of Doctor Moreau (1896). copy citation
| Author | H. G. Wells |
|---|---|
| Source | The Island of Doctor Moreau |
| Topic | emptiness helplessness |
| Date | 1896 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/159/159-h/159-h.htm |
Context
“Sixteen years being bullied by nurses and schoolmasters at their own sweet will; five in London grinding hard at medicine, bad food, shabby lodgings, shabby clothes, shabby vice, a blunder,—I didn't know any better,—and hustled off to this beastly island. Ten years here! What's it all for, Prendick? Are we bubbles blown by a baby?»
It was hard to deal with such ravings. «The thing we have to think of now,» said I, «is how to get away from this island.»
«What's the good of getting away? I'm an outcast. Where am I to join on?” source
It was hard to deal with such ravings. «The thing we have to think of now,» said I, «is how to get away from this island.»
«What's the good of getting away? I'm an outcast. Where am I to join on?” source
