““let's do something cheerful all your designs are about captivity, it depresses me. Geryon watched the top of Herakles' head and felt his limits returning. Nothing to say. He looked at this fact in mild surprise. Once in childhood his ice cream had been eaten by a dog. Just an empty con in a small dramatic red fist. Herakles stood up. No? Let's go then. On the way home they tried "Joy To The World" but were too tired. It seemed a long drive.””
