Citation de Emnia
Raising my bandaged fists, I stepped through them to the doors of the church, lifted the heavy knocker and struck three times. I was irritated by these timid people in their well-pressed suits and flowered dresses, with their polite religion. I was tempted to break down the doors and drive them into their pews, pen them there while I performed some kind of obsene act in the aisle - press the blood from my hands against their bleeding Christ, expose myself, urinate in the front, anything to shake them out of their timidity and teach them a fierce and violent dread.
