The two men were greedily hunched over the table, like two wolves disputing a carcass, but their muttered speech in the echoing hall resembled more the grunting of pigs. One was less than a wolf: he was a public prosecutor.… — Jan Neruda Copy Share Image
For there is no air that men so greedily draw in, that diffuses itself so soon, and that penetrates so deep as that of license. — Michel de Montaigne Copy Share Image
