Painters--and storytellers, including poets and playwrights and historians, they are the justices of the Supreme Court of Good and Evil, of which I am now a member, and to which you may belong someday!

Blood was flowing – in Bluebeard’s house, in the abattoirs, in the circuses where God had set his seal to whiten the windows. Blood and Milk flowed together.

I had made her so unhappy that she had developed a sense of humor. [-Rabo Karabekian]

As his dark closet shows, Bluebeard was a collector at heart, and even after dispatching a wife, could not let her fully depart.