“A very little boy stood upon a heap of gravel for the honour of Rum Alley. He was throwing stones at howling urchins from Devil's Row, who were circling madly about the heap and pelting him. His infantile countenance was livid with the fury of battle. His small body was writhing in the delivery of oaths.” LittlesBookBodyBoysBattleDevilStonesHonourThrowingFuryOathLittle BoysDeliveryAlleysCountenanceInfantileGravelRumThrowing Stones Book:Maggie: A Girl of the Streets & Other Stories Source: Maggie: A Girl of the Streets & Other Stories
“You Nazis! I pity the devil when you boys start arriving in bunches.” BoysHellDevilBunchPityNaziArriving Author:Curt Siodmak
“They say that God is in the details. Then again, they also say that the Devil is in the details. Boy, talk about awkward.” BoysDevilDetailsAwkward Author:Dana Gould