День триффидов
Dead End
There’llcomeatime,too,whenallthetractorsarewornoutorrusted,andthere’snomoregastorunthem,anyway—whenwe’llcomerightdowntonatureandblesshorses—ifwe’vegot‘em.
"Thisisapause—justaheaven-sentpause—whilewegetoverthefirstshockandstarttocollectourselves,butit’snomorethanapause.Laterwe’llhavetoplow;stilllaterwe’llhavetolearnhowtomakeplowshares;laterthanthatwe’llhavetolearnhowtosmelttheirontomaketheshares.Whatweareonnowisaroadthatwilltakeusbackandbackandbackuntilwecan—ifwecan—makegoodallthatwewearout.Notuntilthenshallwebeabletostopourselvesonthetrailthat’sleadingdowntosavagery.Butoncewecandothat,thenmaybewe’llbegintocrawlslowlyupagain."
Helookedroundthecircletoseeifwewerefollowinghim.
"Wecandothat—ifwewill.Themostvaluablepartofourflyingstartisknowledge.That’stheshortcuttosaveusstartingwhereourancestorsdid.We’vegotitallthereinthebooksifwetakethetroubletofindoutaboutit."
TherestwerelookingatCokercuriously.Itwasthefirsttimetheyhadheardhiminoneofhisoratoricalmoods.
"Now,"hewenton,"frommyreadingofhistory,thethingyouhavetohavetouseknowledgeisleisure.Whereeverybodyhastoworkhardjusttogetalivingandthereisleisuretothink,knowledgestagnates,andpeoplewithit.
