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Название книги: Quicker than the eye
Автор(ы): Ray Bradbury
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Quicker-than-the-eye-170369.html
RAY BRADBURYQUICKER THAN THE EYE 1996
www.raybradbury.ruUnterderseaboat Doktor1994 yearThe incredible event occurred during my third visit to Gustav Von Seyfertitz, my foreign psychoanalyst.I should have guessed at the strange explosion before it came.After all, my alienist, truly alien, had the coincidental name, Von Seyfertitz, of the tall, lean, aquiline, menacing, and therefore beautiful actor who played the high priest in the 1935 film She.In She, the wondrous villain waved his skeleton fingers, hurled insults, summoned sulfured flames, destroyed slaves, and knocked the world into earthquakes.After that, «At Liberty,» he could be seen riding the Hollywood Boulevard trolley cars as calm as a mummy, as quiet as an unwired telephone pole.Where was I? Ah, yes!It was my third visit to my psychiatrist. He had called that day and cried, «Douglas, you stupid goddamn son of a bitch, it's time for beddy-bye!Beddy-bye was, of course, his couch of pain and humiliation where I lay writhing in agonie
Название книги: Quicker than the eye
Автор(ы): Ray Bradbury
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Quicker-than-the-eye-170369.html
RAY BRADBURYQUICKER THAN THE EYE 1996
www.raybradbury.ruUnterderseaboat Doktor1994 yearThe incredible event occurred during my third visit to Gustav Von Seyfertitz, my foreign psychoanalyst.I should have guessed at the strange explosion before it came.After all, my alienist, truly alien, had the coincidental name, Von Seyfertitz, of the tall, lean, aquiline, menacing, and therefore beautiful actor who played the high priest in the 1935 film She.In She, the wondrous villain waved his skeleton fingers, hurled insults, summoned sulfured flames, destroyed slaves, and knocked the world into earthquakes.After that, «At Liberty,» he could be seen riding the Hollywood Boulevard trolley cars as calm as a mummy, as quiet as an unwired telephone pole.Where was I? Ah, yes!It was my third visit to my psychiatrist. He had called that day and cried, «Douglas, you stupid goddamn son of a bitch, it's time for beddy-bye!Beddy-bye was, of course, his couch of pain and humiliation where I lay writhing in agonie
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