All that is running through my mind at the moment are the lines from the T.S. Eliot poem, "The Hallow Men", that I and my classmates had to memorize in my high school English Lit class: "This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whisper."
All that is running through my mind at the moment are the lines from the T.S. Eliot poem, "The Hallow Men", that I and my classmates had to memorize in my high school English Lit class: "This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whisper."