before I could inquire about his gang allegiance, a tall, rail-thin American woman appeared beside us. Here was our Kurtz.
J. Maarten Troost. The Sex Lives of Cannibals, p.34 (2004)
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'Don't you talk with Mr. Kurtz?' I said. 'You don't talk with that man—you listen to him,' he exclaimed with severe exaltation.
Joseph Conrad. The Heart of Darkness
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Something from Joseph Conrad sprang to my mind, although I cannot seem to remember what it was at the time. Perhaps I likened myself to Kurtz in Heart of Darkness when, far from the trading company offices in Europe, he was faced with the ultimate horror.
John Kennedy Toole. A Confederacy of Dunces (1980)