He was so terrible that he was no longer terrible, only dehumanized.


The Portable F. Scott Fitzgerald (ed. 1945)


He was so terrible that he was no longer terrible, only dehumanized.

He was so terrible that he was no longer terrible, only dehumanized.

He was so terrible that he was no longer terrible, only dehumanized.

He was so terrible that he was no longer terrible, only dehumanized.