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'Jones descended fatly, baggily, heavy hips, staring yellowly at Mr Rivers.'

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'You aren't dancing tonight?'
Not like that,' he replied, ' no, ma'am. Where I come from you'd have to have a licence to dance that way.'

Sex and death: the front door and the back door of the world. How indissolubly are they associated in us! In youth they lift us out of the flesh, in old age they reduce us again to the flesh; one to fatten us, the other to flay us, for the worm. When are sexual compulsions more readily answered than in war or famine or flood or fire?

• Chapter Nine, Part I

why should death desire only those things which life no longer has use for? Who gathers the withered rose?

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