Never Tell All You Know—not Even To

Many Homicidal Lunatics Are Very Quiet, Unassuming People. Delightful Fellows.

Is There Ever Any Particular Spot Where One Can Put One's Finger And Say, "it All Began That Day, At Such A Time And Such A Place, With Such An Incident?

One Knows So Little. When One Knows More It Is Too Late.

There Hung About Her The Restrained Energy Of A Whiplash.

I Am All That There Is Of The Most Real.