SIR JAMES G. FRAZER, THE GOLDEN BOUGH (Il ramo d'oro), 1915
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT, THE HOLLOW MEN (Gli uomini vuoti), 1925
Francis F. Coppola, Apocalypse Now, 1979
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