“Blood, fat, marrow, grease, sinew, muscle, guts, hide, fur, sleepThey may twitch in their dreams when they sleepbut they sleep deep”
“Grease the guillotine with the fat of tyrants. Pull the concubine out of the clergyman`s bed. Monarch`s blood must flow, as thick as our boots. From there the free republic will rise.”
“Somewhere deep within the marrow of our marrow, we were the same.”
“Tell him I hate him to his guts and the marrow of his bones!”
“The whisper of the blood and the pleading of the bone marrow.”
“I had a tendency to forget how handsome he was when I was plotting how to peel his skin from the network of muscles and sinew that danced as he moved.”