__c_suffix
$"When Peleus, some distance away, saw him torn apart by the frightful 
wound he shouted: 'Accept this tribute to the dead, at least, Crantor, 
dearest of youths, ' and with his powerful arm, he hurled his ash spear, 
at full strength, at Demoleon.  It ruptured the ribcage, and stuck 
quivering in the bone. The centaur pulled out the shaft minus its head 
(he tried with difficulty to reach that also) but the head was caught 
in his lung. The pain itself strengthened his will: wounded, he reared 
up at his enemy and beat the hero down with his hooves. Peleus received 
the resounding blows on helmet and shield, and defending his upper arms, 
and controlling the weapon he held out, with one blow through the arm 
he pierced the bi-formed breast.'"
	-Ovid, _Metamorphoses_, XII 330
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"The little princess, asleep in her cradle, floated on the water, and at 
last she was cast up on the shore of a beautiful country, where, however, 
very few people dwelt since the ogre Ravagio and his wife Tourmentine had 
gone to live there-for they ate up everybody. Ogres are terrible people. 
When once they have tasted raw human flesh they will hardly eat anything 
else, and Tourmentine always knew how to make some body come their way, 
for she was half a fairy."
	-Marie-Catherine Le Jumel de Barneville, Baronne d'Aulnoy, 
	"'Orangier et l'Abeille".  1697
	
"NO. Layers. Onions have layers. Ogres have layers. Onions have layers. You get it? We both have layers."
	-Shrek.  2001.

"When Peleus, some distance away, saw him torn apart by the frightful 
wound he shouted: 'Accept this tribute to the dead, at least, Crantor, 
dearest of youths, ' and with his powerful arm, he hurled his ash spear, 
at full strength, at Demoleon.  It ruptured the ribcage, and stuck 
quivering in the bone. The centaur pulled out the shaft minus its head 
(he tried with difficulty to reach that also) but the head was caught 
in his lung. The pain itself strengthened his will: wounded, he reared 
up at his enemy and beat the hero down with his hooves. Peleus received 
the resounding blows on helmet and shield, and defending his upper arms, 
and controlling the weapon he held out, with one blow through the arm 
he pierced the bi-formed breast.'"
	-Ovid, _Metamorphoses_, XII 330

"As when a Gryphon through the wilderness,
With winged course, o'er hill and moory dale,
Pursues the Arimaspian who by stealth
Hath from his wakeful custody purloined
His guarded gold."
	-Milton, _Paradise Lost_, Book II. 1667.