I hadn't heard it until some time last year when I happened to randomly catch it on Wikipedia.
I watched clouds awobbly from the floor o' that kayak. Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o' clouds.
I thought it was "Rolling on the floor rolling"
Like how that one guy spelled ROFL ROLF.
EDIT: Oh yeah, not in TGB.
Originally posted by Tokzic
is the repetition of the last line a metaphorical comparison of the dependance of society on technology today versus the more natural lifestyle of the late nineteenth century
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