“He wasn’t a complete human being at all.
He was a tiny bit of one, unnaturally developed
something in a bottle, an organ kept alive in a laboratory.
I thought he was a sort of primitive savage, but he was something absolutely modern and up-to-date that only this ghastly age could produce.
A tiny bit of a man pretending to be whole.”

Julia Flyte about Rex Mottram. Brideshead Revisited.