It’s being ground to bits in a slow mill; it’s being roasted at a slow
fire; it’s being stung to death by single bees; it’s being drowned by
drops; it’s going mad by grains.
-- Charles Dickens, Bleak House
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Pfft…and you thought Edgar Allen Poe was grotesque.
Pfft…and you thought Edgar Allen Poe was grotesque.
Quote correctly? Nevermore…