Strange doctors of pain. History, wake up! Alchemy starts in the hour of the knife. The butterfly labyrinth was no accident. The skinned retina I plucked from my mother's forehead when a boy. O have you seen the devle with his violet mikerscope and aesthetic scalpul. The satanic Dr. Stanley favours the entrails of fear. The appeal of the Michaelmas girls subjected to the murdering martyrs. Only a grave in Mitre Square. The mortuary in Old Montague Street in which he weight the souls of fireworks or galaxies. The autumn of terror falls to pieces. Ruthless prophecies of the secret city. The blue signature of strange attractors. Good-night, Mary. Up sidles Jack. The word is murder, old boss.
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This quote was added November 29, 2007.