I drew pictures rapidly and with few lines, because I had to write most of the pieces, too, and couldn't monkey long with the drawings. The divine urge was no higher than that.

Progress was all right. Only it went on too long.

I make mistakes, but I am on the side of Good," the Golux said, "by accident and happenchance. I had high hopes of being Evil when I was two, but in my youth I came upon a firefly burning in a spider's web. I saved the victim's life." "The firefly's ?" said the minstrel. "The spider's. The blinking arsonist had set the web on fire.

If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons.

Ours is a precarious language, as every writer knows, in which the merest shadow line often separates affirmation from negation, sense from nonsense, and one sex from the other

It's a naive domestic Burgundy without any breeding, but I think you'll be amused by its presumption.

The pounding of the cylinders increased: ta-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa-pocketa.