I stamp out vast empires. I crush palaces in my rigid hands. I harden my heart against churches. I blot out cemetaries. I feed the people with stinging nettles. I resurrect madness. I thrust my naked sword between the ribs of the world. I murder the world!
Harry CrosbyAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: June 4, 1898
- Died: December 10, 1929
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