The Law Is A Lie, And Through

It's Better To Stand By Someone's Side Than By Yourself

Having No New Companions, Nothing Remained For Him But To Read.

Out Of This Pack-persecution He Learned Two Important Things: How To Take Care Of Himself In A Mass-fight Against Him; And How, On A Single Dog, To Inflict The Greatest Amount Of Damage In The Briefest Space Of Time.

Then One Can't Make A Living Out Of Poetry? Certainly Not. What Fool Expects To? Out Of Rhyming, Yes.

It Was The Worst Hurt He Had Ever Known.