Tomasz

“The sun, like a boil on the bright blue ass of day, rolled gradually forward and spread its legs wide to reveal the pubic thatch of night, a hairy darkness in which stars crawled like lice, and the moon crabbed slowly upward like an albino dog tick striving for the anal gulch.”
― Joe R. Lansdale

“Serving the truth is like serving the empire. Nobody thanks you for it and you die poor.”
― K.J. Parker, A Practical Guide to Conquering the World