Marc Chagall The Birthday

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Then his jaw moved a fraction, as if he was rehearsing some words under his breath.
"You deny it?" he said.
"Let it be a sphere," said Didactylos. "No problem with a sphere. No doubt special arrangements are made for everything to "This is how an Ephebian philosopher behaves?" he said.
Didactylos shrugged again. "It is how any true phi­losopher behaves," he said. "One must always be ready to embrace new ideas, take account of new proofs. Don't you agree? And you have brought us many new points"-a gesture seemed to take in, quite by accident, the Omnian bowmen around the room­-"for me to ponder. I can always be swayed by power­ful stay on. And the Sun can be another larger sphere, a long way off. Would you like the Moon to orbit the world or the Sun? I advise the world. More hierarchical, and a splendid example to us all."Brutha was seeing something he'd never seen be­fore. Vorbis was looking bewildered."But you wrote . . . you said the world is on the back of a giant turtle! You gave the turtle a name!"Didactylos shrugged. "Now I know better," he said. "Who ever heard of a turtle ten thousand miles long? Swimming through the emptiness of space? Hah. For stupidity! I am embarrassed to think of it now."Vorbis shut his mouth. Then he opened it again.