ot of stuff! Unnimaginables, and types of order in graves, and realms of abstract forms, and creativity with a shifty character, and God mixed up with forms of order! Why, it's idiotic!” "I must say, it is a little vaguely conglomerate, a mixture of gases, so to speak," said Clifford. "Still, I think there is something in the idea that the universe is physically wasting and spiritually ascending." "Do you? Then let it ascend, so long as it leaves me safely and solidly physically here below." "Do you like your physique?" He asked.

“他准是精神失常了。”她说。“简直废话连篇。什么‘难以想象’，什么‘秩序的坟墓’，还有‘变化无穷的创造力’，甚至连上帝都跟秩序扯在一起！呵，简直是痴人说梦！”“我必须承认，其结论的确有些模糊，也就是所谓的云山雾罩。”克利福德说。“不过，宇宙在物质层面被损耗，而精神层面却在上升，这一观点确实有些道理。”“是吗？那就任它上升去吧，只要它把我的肉身安全完整地留在下面就好。”“你满意自己的体形吗？”他问。

"I love it!" And through her mind went the words: It's the nicest, nicest woman's arse as is!

“当然！”她的脑海中再度浮现出那句话：这是世间最美丽的女人的屁股！

"But that is really rather extraordinary, because there's no denying it's an encumbrance. But then I suppose a woma