He smiled and thought: “I’ll keep any oversupply of that for tomorrow. I’ll need all of that there is tomorrow. There are no pine needles that need that now as I will need it tomorrow. Who was it cast his seed upon the ground in the Bible? Onan. How did Onan turn out?” he thought. “I don’t remember ever hearing any more about Onan”. He smiled in the dark.
Robert Jordan from Ernest Hemingway’s “For Whom the Bell Tolls”
