- He hissed at you. What did he say?
- He said, "I can smell your cunt."
- I see. I myself cannot.
Now you're looking for the secret. But you won't find it because of course, you're not really looking. You don't really want to work it out. You want to be fooled.
No one cares about the man in the box, the man who disappears.
Have the lambs stopped screaming?
The secret impresses no one. The trick you use it for is everything.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.