A Man Is Whole Only When He

There Is Always More Surface To A Shattered Object Than A Whole.

I Couldn't Ever Boil Potatoes Over The Heat Of Your Affection. Your Love Would Never Bridge A Gap; It Wouldn't Even Fill Up The Hole That The Mice Came Through.

Madness To Us Means Reversion; To Such People As Una And Lena It Meant Progression. Now Their Uncle Had Entered Into A Land Beyond Them, The Land Of Fancy. For Fifty Years He Had Been As They Were, Silent, Hard-working, Unimaginative. Then All Of A Sudden, Like A Scholar Passing His Degree, He Had Gone Up Into Another Form.

The Priceless Galaxy Of Misinformation Called The Mind.

After All, It Is Not Where One Washes One's Neck That Counts But Where One Moistens One's Throat.