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“He remembered how once he had been walking down a crowded street when a tremendous shout of hundreds of voices–women’s voices–had burst from a side-street a little way ahead. It was a great formidable cry of anger and despair, a deep loud ‘Oh-o-o-o-oh!â€� that went humming on like the reverberation of a bell. His heart had leapt. It’s started! he had thought. A riot! The proles are breaking loose at last! When he had reached the spot it was to see a mob of two or three hundred women crowding round the stalls of a street market, with faces as tragic as though they had been the doomed passengers on a sinking ship. But at this moment the general despair broke down into a multitude of individual quarrels. It appeared that one of the stalls had been selling tin saucepans. They were wretched, flimsy things, but cooking-pots of any kind were always difficult to get. Now the supply had unexpectedly given out. The successful women, bumped and jostled by the rest, were trying to make off with their saucepans while dozens of others clamoured round the stall, accusing the stall-keeper of favouritism and of having more saucepans somewhere in reserve. There was a fresh outburst of yells. Two bloated women, one of them with her hair coming down, had got hold of the same saucepan and were trying to tear it out of one another’s hands. For a moment they were both tugging, and then the handle came off. Winston watched them disgustedly. And yet, just for a moment, what almost frightening power had sounded in that cry from only a few hundred throats! Why was it that they could never shout like that about anything that mattered?”
― George Orwell, 1984

“THIS IS WRONG. All people know that Earth is poisoned with perverts and evil things. I am disgusted by fish. I want you to know that Earth is EVIL! I want you to know fish-perversion.”
― Max Harms, Crystal Society

“I am praying failure into your life. And I am not doing that to harm you. Rather, I am doing that to so disgust you with the failed promises of the world that you can do nothing other than turn to the God who has never failed on any promise.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Why are you walking like that?â€� he clipped at me and I immediately straightened, sharing a look with Sin.

“I crushed his balls a minute ago,�

“Why?� Hastings balked.

“He likes it,� Sin answered, smooth as fucking butter and I chewed the inside of my cheek to bite back my irritation.

“Why would you like something like that?� Hastings asked me in alarm.

“I just…do,� I said, feigning enthusiasm. “Nothing like a knee to the balls or a fist squeezing them until I nearly black out.�

“By the stars,”
― Caroline Peckham, Alpha Wolf