Oh, Fortuna, blind, heedless goddess, I am strapped to your wheel,' Ignatius belched, 'Do not crush me beneath your spokes. Raise me on high, divinity.
John Kennedy TooleThe human desire for food and sex is relatively equal. If there are armed rapes, why should there not be armed hot dog thefts?
John Kennedy TooleLeaving New Orleans also frightened me considerably. Outside of the city limits the heart of darkness, the true wasteland begins.
John Kennedy Toole