"Everything about my tragedy has been hideous, mean, repellent, lacking in style. Our very dress makes us grotesques. We are the zanies of sorrow. We are the clowns whose hearts are broken."
I could either be scum of the earth, or a treacherously dangerous and decadent queer. I enjoy doing things so horribly indecent that it would ruinous to list them all here, for the reader, not me. Any respectable person should keep their children away from me, naturally. I indulge in the art of being witty, which is possibly the most useless thing on earth, but what have you been of use to lately?
