I abominate any organization that denies cats are people!
Ningauble shrugged. You're a hero. You should know.
Then time seemed to stop, or rather to lose its directional urgency of movement; it became a place in the open where one stood rather than a low, narrow corridor down which one was hurried.
Nations are as equal as so many madmen or drunkards.
A scientist ought to have a healthy disregard for coincidences.
The result is ... that there's no room left in the world for the weird – though plenty for crude, contemptuous, wisecracking, fun-poking imitations of it.