I'm A Holy Man Minus The Holiness.

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

But The Body Is Deeper Than The Soul And Its Secrets Inscrutable.

Neanderthal Man Listened To Stories, If One May Judge By The Shape Of His Skull. The Primitive Audience Was An Audience Of Shock-heads, Gaping Around The Camp-fire, Fatigued With Contending Against The Mammoth Or Wooly-rhinoceros, And Only Kept Awake By Suspense. What Would Happen Next? The Novelist Droned On, And As Soon As The Audience Guessed What Happened Next, They Either Fell Asleep Or Killed Him.

The So Called White Races Are Really Pinko-grey.

But After All, What Have We To Do With Taverns? Real Menace Belongs To The Drawing-room.