Difficult Folk, These Women!

Manuscripts Don't Burn.

I Hereby Certify That The Bearer Of This Note, Nikolai Ivanovich, Spent The Night In Question At Satan's Ball, Having Been Lured There In A Transportational Capacity... Hella, Put In Parentheses! And Write 'hog.' Signed- Behemoth.

Actually, I Do Happen To Resemble A Hallucination. Kindly Note My Silhouette In The Moonlight." The Cat Climbed Into The Shaft Of Moonlight And Wanted To Keep Talking But Was Asked To Be Quiet. "very Well, I Shall Be Silent," He Replied, "i Shall Be A Silent Hallucination.

I Had The Pleasure Of Meeting That Young Man At The Patriarch's Ponds. He Almost Drove Me Mad Myself, Proving To Me That I Don't Exist. But You Do Believe That It Is Really I?

Punch A Man On The Nose, Kick An Old Man Downstairs, Shoot Somebody Or Any Old Thing Like That, That’s My Job. But Argue With Women In Love—no Thank You!