“The idiot heard the sounds, but they had no meaning for him.”

—  Theodore Sturgeon , book More Than Human

Source: More Than Human (1953), Chapter 1 “The Fabulous Idiot”, p. 1
Context: The idiot heard the sounds, but they had no meaning for him. He lived inside somewhere, apart, and the little link between word and significance hung broken.

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American speculative fiction writer 1918–1985

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