Monday 15 September 2008

Johnsoniana

The niggle that science fiction has seeped down into the groundwater of my mind: I cannot read Johnson's 'Vanity of Human Wishes' (1749) couplet:

A frame of adamant, a soul of fire,
No dangers fright him, and no labors tire.

...without thinking of The Terminator. I challenge you to do otherwise.

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