The Devil'S Hoodwink: Seeing And Believing In The World Of Sixteenth-Century Witchcraft

I've been outside long enough. Absent long enough. Long enough out of the world. Let me enter the history of the world, if only to hold an apple! Look, those feathers. Look, there on the water already vanished. Look, the tyre marks on the asphalt, and the cigarette butt rolling, the primeval river has dried up and only today's raindrops still quiver. Down with the world behind the world!