He Who Never Hurries Is Always On

How Sad, Ye Gods, How Sad The World Is At Evening, How Mysterious The Mists Over The Swamps! You Will Know It When You Have Wandered Astray In Those Mists, When You Have Suffered Greatly Before Dying, When You Have Walked Through The World Carrying An Unbearable Burden. You Know It Two When You Are Weary And Ready To Leave This Earth Without Regret; Its Mists; Its Swamps And Its Rivers; Ready To Give Yourself Into The Arms Of Death With A Light Heart, Knowing That Death Alone Can Comfort You.

I Challenge You To A Duel!” Screamed The Cat, Sailing Over Their Heads On The Swinging Chandelier.

Just Like A Murderer Jumps Of Nowhere In An Ally, Love Jumped Out In Front Of Us And Struck Us Both At Once

Not Fooling Around, Not Bothering Nobody, Just Sitting Here Mending The Primus," Said The Cat With A Hostile Frown, "and, Moreover, I Consider It My Duty To Warn You That The Cat Is An Ancient, Inviolable Animal.

Cowardice Is The Most Terrible Of Vices.