“When gods war with gods, they use weapons we do not know. It was fire falling out of the sky and a mist that poisoned. It was the time of the Great Burning and the Destruction. They ran about like ants in the streets of their city — poor gods, poor gods!”

— Stephen Vincent Benét , book By the Waters of Babylon

Source: By the Waters of Babylon (1937)

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poet, short story writer, novelist 1898–1943

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