Skaters, spinning like atoms across fields of pure light, are desirable in a way that transcends mere concupiscence; they inhabit another element, and the man who would try to catch one risks, literally, falling on his ass.

1989 [Clarendon Press], Robert J. Baston, Michael G. Eastwood, The Penrose Transform: Its Interaction with Representation Theory, 2016 Dover edition.

From another point of view, it was a place without a soul. The well-to-do had hearts of stone; the rich were brutally bumptious; the Press, the Municipality, all the public men, were ridiculously, vaingloriously self-satisfied.

I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners