" Days, when you could not stroll on the beach, without finding at your feet a corpse, hastily thrust into the loosened sand, for dogs to gnaw and vultures to make their meal, or look across the harbour without seeing some dead body floating, upright and horrible, in the face of the summer sun. "

― Ouida , Delphi Collected Works of Ouida (Illustrated) (Delphi Series Eight Book 26)