Oh how I hate people!

“Swelter's eyes meet those of his enemy, and never has there held between four g…”

“It was a long head.It was a wedge, a sliver, a grotesque slice in which it seem…”

“And there shall be a flame-green daybreak soon. And love itself will cry for in…”

“I am too rich already, for my eyes mint gold.- Coloured Money”