They can send death at once, but life is slower.

The airport bookstore did not sell books, only bestsellers, which Sita Dulip cannot read without risking a severe systemic reaction.

The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story.

The king was pregnant.

Almost anything carried to a logical extreme becomes depressing.

When in the Land of Property think like a propertarian. Dress like one, eat like one, act like one, be one.

The light is the left hand of darkness.