Nick Irving’s Reviews > Rare Rosemary's Baby by Ira Levin (1967) 1st Printing Hardcover Novel > Status Update

The pain grew worse, grew so grinding that something shut down in Rosemary—some center of resistance and well-being—and she stopped reacting, stopped mentioning pain to Dr. Sapirstein, stopped referring to pain even in her thoughts. Until now it had been inside her; now she was inside it; pain was the weather around her, was time, was the entire world.

Now she was alive; was doing, was being, was at last herself and complete.

[The Pope’s] speech at the UN moved her, and she was sure it would help ease the a Vietnam situation. “War never again,” he said; wouldn’t his words give pause to even the most hardened statesman?

“That’s just what it is; show biz! The costumes, the rituals, every religion, not only Catholicism. Pageants for the ignorant.”

Perhaps there are things we don’t know yet — about magnetic fields or electrons or whatever — ways in which a place can quite literally be malign.