So each man, like each plant, has his parasites. A strong, astringent, bilious nature has more truculent enemies than the slugs an...d moths that fret my leaves. Such a one has curculios, borers, knife-worms; a swindler ate him first, then a client, then a quack, then smooth, plausible gentlemen, bitter and selfish as Moloch.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch whose soul is electricity and banks! Moloch whose poverty is the specter o...f genius! Moloch whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen! Moloch whose name is the Mind!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in<...br />armies! Old men weeping in the parks!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »