Locked in the bathroom, the gun heavy in my sweaty hand, I stared into the mirror and willed myself to go through with my plan.

Vincent could not abide the unkempt masses and longed to live among the chapeau and cravat wearing dandies of the world.

He tossed his phone and credit cards into the river and returned to the wild where he was from.

The nefarious Dr. Thompson, considered a crackpot by his contemporaries, eventually won society over to his ideas and went from pariah to messiah.

She was wild for the night.

The legislators were drunken pirates on the sea of state.

The revolution ate its own children.