You shut your door to these poor women,” he said so they could hear him, “and you’ll answer for it the rest of your lives. You won’t sleep. You’ll choke on drinks. The food you eat’ll block up your bowels and you’ll die of your own shit

You shut your door to these poor women,” he said so they could hear him, “and you’ll answer for it the rest of your lives. You won’t sleep. You’ll choke on drinks. The food you eat’ll block up your bowels and you’ll die of your own shit. (Glendon Swarthout, The Homesman)