“> A Tragic Story
> --- William M. Thackeray
> There lived a sage in days of yore,
> And he a handsome pigtail wore;
> But wondered much, and sorrowed more,
> Because it hung behind him.
> He mused upon this curious case,
> And swore he'd change the pigtail's place,
> And have it hanging at his face,
> Not dangling there behind him.
> Says he, "Ah, the mystery I've found--
> I'll turn me round,"
> --he turned him round;
> But still it hung behind him.
> Then round and round, and out and in,
> All day the puzzled sage did spin;
> In vain--it mattered not a pin--
> The pigtail hung behind him.
> And right, and left, and round about,
> And up, and down, and in, and out
> He turned; but still the pigtail stout
> Hung steadily behind him.
> And though his efforts never slack,
> And though he twist, and twirl, and tack,
> Alas! Still faithful to his back,
> The pigtail hangs behind him.”
“He had become something of a tragic figure even before these stories hit the headlines. But it was the point when he took in his computer (for repair), the images found there, that was point when it was exposed and everyone was aware of it.”
“The development of the first atomic bomb is the great tragic epic of the 20th century, an operatic story. The emotional power of music can extract the richness of this almost mythological narrative, the Wagnerian mystery.”
“It's closure, it's good. It's such a tragic end to such a sad story, but it's peaceful feeling for me knowing that he's got something that's befitting to him. Something that's respectful to him and as the stone reads, his work is done here ending up the way it should.”