Criminal by Fiona Apple

…what allured him was the remarkable beauty of the innocent girl, which had a peculiar attraction for a vicious profligate…’Those innocent eyes slit my soul up like a razor,’ he used to say afterwards, with his loathsome snigger. In a man so depraved this might, of course, mean no more than sensual attraction.
― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov 

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