Cadavers Quotes
Cadavers Quote of the day
You are a person and then you cease to be a person, and a cadaver takes your place.
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
Jane Austen: Getting into her books is like getting in bed with a cadaver. Something vital is lacking; namely, life.
Once one has kissed a cadaver's forehead, there always remains something of it on the lips, an infinite bitterness, an aftertasteof nothingness that nothing can erase.
But I'm concerned about security.” My response to that is simple: “Security is for cadavers.
Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them. But they were a part of me. They were my landscape.
The human head is of the same approximate size and weight as a roaster chicken. I have never before had occasion to make the comparison, for never before today have I seen a head in a roasting pan.
There wasn't an anhydrous lacrimal gland in the room...
Everything teeters between pathos and bathos: here you are, violating society's most fundamental taboos and yet formaldehyde is a powerful appetite stimulant, so you also crave a burrito.
It is difficult to put words to the smell of decomposing human. It is dense and cloying, sweet but not flower-sweet. Halfway between rotting fruit and rotting meat.
compressed into boxes, packed in sawdust, ... trussed up in sacks, roped up like hams...
cadavers' intestines hanging like a parade streamers off the sides of tables, skulls bobbing in boiling pots, organs strewn on the floor being eaten by dogs.....
