"Ah, dear father, graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher, what America did you
have when Charon quit poling his ferry and you got out on a smoking bank and
stood watching the boat disappear on the black waters of Lethe?"
~ Ginsberg, "A Supermarket in California"
"Then the boat from the slow, grey river loomed up to the coast of
Dis and the little, silent shade still shivering stepped ashore, and
Charon turned the boat to go wearily back to the world. Then the
little shadow spoke, that had been a man.
'I am the last,' he said.
No one had ever made Charon smile before, no one before had ever made him weep."
~ Lord Dunsany, "Charon"
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