
Several of you have asked about the Fat Man. Amongst other things, he was enamoured of the spirit of the child. In fact, he was as much of a child, a little child, a little tiny child, as he was a Fat Man. In a way of putting it, one might say he was a little tiny Fat Man, or perhaps a great fat little tiny child. He knew that the fatter he was, the smaller he was. He knew that his fatness was a declaration against the Manichees, and he knew that his littleness was a proclamation against the moderns. He knew that he was one of those that a Greater One had invited to be suffered to come unto Him.
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