| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 34bd10e | At night I drank and my hostility came roaring out if its cave like a jet-assisted banshee. | Sadness (short stories) | ||
| c2cfdf7 | I am not rich again this morning! I put my head between Marta's breasts, to hide my shame. | Sadness (short stories) | ||
| 29acc9d | Capitalism arose and took off its pajamas. | Sadness (short stories) | ||
| c8aa73d | The imminent heat-death of the universe is not a bad thing, because it is a long way off. | Sadness (short stories) |