This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets
are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood, and when the
drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown.
-- Rorschach's Journal, The Watchmen
I have stripped off my dress; must I put it on again? I have washed my feet;
must I soil them again?
When my beloved slipped his hand through the latch-hole, my bowels stirred
within me [my bowels were moved for him (KJV)]....