The Hope That There She Would Manage

No Documents, No Person.

Most Bad," The Host Concluded. "if You Ask Me, Something Sinister Lurks In Men Who Avoid Wine, Games, The Company Of Lovely Women, And Dinnertime Conversation. Such People Are Either Gravely Ill Or Secretly Detest Everyone Around Them.

In Order To Be In Control, You Have To Have A Definite Plan For At Least A Reasonable Period Of Time. So How, May I Ask, Can Man Be In Control If He Can't Even Draw Up A Plan For A Ridiculously Short Period Of Time, Say, A Thousand Years, And Is, Moreover, Unable To Ensure His Own Safety For Even The Next Day?

Once In 1919, When I Was Traveling At Night By Train, I Wrote A Short Story. In The Town Where The Train Stopped, I Took The Story To The Publisher Of The Newspaper Who Published The Story.

Once Upon A Time There Was A Lady. She Had No Children, And No Happiness Either. And At First She Cried For A Long Time, But Then She Became Wicked.