Let mankind pass away--time it did.

The creative utterances will not cease, they will only be there.
Humanity doesn't embody the utterance of the incomprehensible any more.
Humanity is a dead letter.

There will be a new embodiment, in a new way.

Let humanity disappear as quick as possible.' Gerald interrupted him by asking, 'Where are you staying in London ?' Birkin looked up.
'With a man in Soho.

I pay part of the rent of a flat, and stop there when I like.' 'Good idea--have a place more or less your own,' said Gerald.
'Yes.