There's only three major elements. Air, land, which is your flesh and water, which is your blood. You're walking on a third… — Eddie Griffin Copy Share Image
Your worm is your only emperor for diet; we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Spring TO what purpose, April, do you return again? Beauty is not enough. You can no longer quiet me with the redness… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
I feel no disgust when I hear the confessions of those near their end, whose wounds are full of maggots...This may give… — Father Damien Copy Share Image
Nude is a word as smoooth as your hips ... but naked has the sound of a rock being turned over to… — Grace Metalious Copy Share Image
