Hot hate is twin brother to hot love.
It is decreed by a merciful Nature that the human brain cannot think of two things simultaneously . . .
“How ever did you see that?” “Because I looked for it.”
Man, or at least criminal man, has lost all enterprise and originality. As to my own little practice, it seems to be degenerating into an agency for recovering lost lead pencils and giving advice to young ladies from boarding-schools.
You know my methods. Apply them.
I have already explained to you that what is out of the common is usually a guide rather than a hindrance.