Page 42 of 72 SECTION 14 How I vainly tried to explain the nature of Flatland - Flatland

Hearing these words the King advanced towards me with a menacing cry as if to pierce me through the diagonal; and in that same movement there arose from myriads of his subjects a multitudinous war-cry, increasing in vehemence till at last methought it rivalled the roar of an army of a hundred thousand Isosceles, and the artillery of a thousand Pentagons. Spell-bound and motionless, I could neither speak nor move to avert the impending destruction; and still the noise grew louder, and the King came closer, when I awoke to find the breakfast-bell recalling me to the realities of Flatland.

		"When we talk in company we lose our unique tone of voice, and this leads us to make statements which is no way correspond to our real thoughts." Friedrich Nietzsche