He laughed a little, in an odd, nervous kind of way. "Because if I don't get going soon, the whole impetus may die--and if that happens, well, I really shall consider a long, restful plunge into insanity. Sometimes the abyss yawns very attractively.

Thinking of death--strange, beautiful, terrible and a long way off--made me feel happier than ever.

Like many other much-loved humans, they believed that they owned their dogs, instead of realizing that their dogs owned them.

Oh, wise young judge.

Truthfulness so often goes with ruthlessness.

Prayer's a very tricky business.

I was wandering around as usual, in my unpleasantly populated sub-conscious.