“Continuity dogs us. Continuity rules us and pulls us back. We seemed to have a little hope that by the method of extremes we could get away from things that merge indistinguishably into other things. We find that every departure from one merger is entrance upon another.”
A black rain fell at Marlsford, England, on Sept. 4, 1873, according to Nature, 9-43. More than twenty-four hours later, another black rain fell on the same small town.
–Charles Fort, The Book of the Damned (The Complete Books of Charles Fort, Dover, c1974)