Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Stop this. It's undignified.

He was dead again when I got home that day. His corpse was in the kitchen, near the counter, where it appeared he'd been chopping vegetables when the urge to stab himself through the wrist had struck. I slipped on the blood coming in, which annoyed me because that meant it was all over the kitchen floor.

It is important to appreciate beauty, even when it is evil.

We worship Him not because He is the best of our gods, but because He is, or was, the greatest killer among them.

There's truth even in tainted knowledge, if one reads carefully.

This means, in a way, that true light is dependent on the presence of other lights. Take the others away and darkness results. Yet the reverse is not true: take away darkness and there is only more darkness. Darkness can exist by itself. Light cannot.

If the first words out of your mouth are to cry 'political correctness!', ... chances are very, very high that you are in fact part of the problem.