The cat, which is a solitary beast, is single minded and goes its way alone, but, the dog, like his master, is confused in his mind.
H. G. WellsBah! The thing is not a nose at all, but a bit of primordial chaos clapped on to my face.
H. G. WellsThe darkness grew apace; a cold wind began to blow in freshening gusts from the east, and the showering white flakes in the air increased in number. From the edge of the sea came a ripple and whisper. Beyond these lifeless sounds the world was silent. Silent? It would be hard to convey the stillness of it. All the sounds of man, the bleating of sheep, the cries of birds, the hum of insects, the stir that makes the background of our lives - all that was over.
H. G. Wells