"I was curious. Modern art is influenced by the old, after all, and there was such an outrage over the immorality and depravity of the show. I came seeking the sacrilegious, I suppose."

Cesare shrugged. He was human, simply a very long lived one. A cursed one, but he liked to look at his curse as a blessing. As long as man drew breath he could dream, and as long as he dreamed he could chase and perchance catch them.

"And as I so often am, I was disappointed. When musicians are masturbating on church lawns in broad daylight, the bar has been raised particularly high."