Adventures Do Occur, But Not Punctually.

At The Moment They Vanished They Were Everywhere, The Cool Benediction Of The Night Descended, The Stars Sparkled, And The Whole Universe Was A Hill.

The People I Respect Most Behave As If They Were Immortal And As If Society Was Eternal. Both Assumptions Are False: Both Of Them Must Be Accepted As True If We Are To Go On Eating And Working And Loving, And Are To Keep Open A Few Breathing Holes For The Human Spirit.

Suspense: The Only Literary Tool That Has Any Effect Upon Tyrants And Savages.

The Strong Are So Stupid.

Life - No, I've Nothing To Teach You About It For The Moment. May Be Writing About It Another Week.