A Man Who Casts No Shadow Isn't

A Spider Brings Good Luck Before Midnight And Bad Luck After.

The Past Is An Obdurate Stranger That Puts As Many Marks On Us As We Attempt To Impose On It.

A Few Hundred Years Ago There Were No Differences Between Magic And Medicine.

Some Books You Read. Some Books You Enjoy. But Some Books Just Swallow You Up, Heart And Soul.

To Be Closed From Everything, And Yet To Feel, To Think...this Is The Truth Of Hell, Stripped Of Its Gaudy Medievalisms. This Loss Of Contact.