“Over the city lies the sweet, rotting odor of yesterday's unrecollected sins.”
“Wherever it lies, under earth or over earth, the body will always rot. ”
“The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.”
“You knew the sweetness of now, now, TONIGHT! who cares for tomorrow, tomorrow is nothing, yesterday is over and done, tonight live, tonight!”
“He could smell her morality, the sweet rot of corruption”
“Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.”