It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers.
Arthur Conan DoyleA hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen. Fire burst from its open mouth, its eyes glowed with a smouldering glare, its muzzle and hackles and dewlap were outlined in flickering flame. Never in the delirious dream of a disordered brain could anything more savage, more appalling, more hellish be conceived than that dark form and savage face which broke upon us out of the wall of fog.
Arthur Conan DoyleDo you know anything on earth which has not a dangerous side if it is mishandled and exaggerated?
Arthur Conan Doyle