Who would be a poor man, a beggar man, a thief, if he held a rich man in his hand?
He's watching me watching you watching him watching me watching him watching.
I've tried my best to love you all, all you hypocrites and whores with your eyes on each other and locks on your doors.
She's a warm fart at Christmas.
We'll have Superman for President, let Robin save the day.
Her legs went on forever, like staring at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea.