this teetering croquembouche of impudence
quoth the madman
"…and they don’t feel anything. They are the
sane
men of the universe. They have nothing to do with their time except watch it die. They are goldfish. I’m not
sane
."
Charles Bukowski, from
More Notes Of A Dirty Old Man: The Uncollected Columns
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