One should let one's nails grow for a fortnight. O, how sweet it is to drag brutally from his bed a child with no hair on his upper lip and with wide open eyes, make as if to touch his forehead gently with one's hand and run one's fingers through his beautiful hair. Then suddenly, when he is least expecting it, to dig one's long nails into his soft breast, making sure, though, that one does not kill him; for if he died, one would not later be able to contemplate his agonies. Then one drinks his blood as one licks his wounds; and during this time, which ought to last for eternity, the child weeps.

When Lisa awoke she was back in the cell on the floor covered in her own blood, dirt, and urine. And that was only day 1.

When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.

But maybe they were barbarians. Maybe this is what most barbarians look like. They look like everybody else.

Psychology__ service to U.S. national security has produced a variant of what the psychiatrist Robert Lifton has called, in his study of Nazi doctors, a __austian bargain._ In this case, the price paid has been the American Psychological Association__ collective silence, ethical __umbing,_ and, over time, historical amnesia. 3 Indeed, Lifton emphasizes that __he Nazis were not the only ones to involve doctors in evil_; in defense of this argument, he cites the Cold War __ole of _American physicians and psychologists employed by the Central Intelligence Agency_for unethical medical and psychological experiments involving drugs and mind manipulation._ 4

Imagination doesn't always make you long for what you cannot have, but rather thrive in what you do not have.