There is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream—a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought—a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!
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Original Citation
Twain, Mark. The Mysterious Stranger. Harper & Brothers, 1916, ch. 11
Current Citation
Twain, Mark. "The Mysterious Stranger." Mark Twain: The Gilded Age and Later Novels, edited by Hamlin Hill. Library of America, 2002, ch. 11.