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People say I am ruthless. I am not ruthless. And if I find the man who is calling me ruthless, I shall destroy him.

He thought that I was after him for a feather--- The white one in his tail: like one who takes everything said as personal to himself.

For God himself the height of feeling free Must have been His success in simile When at sight of you He thought of me.

Sudden and swift and light as that The ties gave, And he learned of finalities Besides the grave.

The realist always falls in love with a girl he has grown up with, the romanticist with a girl from 'off somewhere.

I'm glad of any political freedom they give me, but what I'm interested in is not political freedom. I'm interested in the liberties I take.

Anger is the most destructive of emotional responses, for it clouds your vision the most. It

Dodd was able to point out that no one would have crucified an itinerant preacher who went around encouraging people with general moral principles.

No, I can't stop for sonnets; my mother is sitting up. I'll look you up tomorrow, sometime or other, and do for goodness' sake try and realise that you're a pestilential scourge, or your find yourself in a most awful fix. Good-night!

Thence, even as he gazed, a tiny column of smoke rose straight up into the still air.

Rat sculled gently homewards in a dreamy mood, murmuring poetry-things over to himself

was absorbed and deaf to the world; alternately scribbling and sucking the top of his pencil. It

Rat was talking so seriously, he kept saying to himself mutinously, 'But it WAS fun, though! Awful fun!' and making strange suppressed noises inside him, k-i-ck-ck-ck, and poop-p-p, and other sounds resembling stifled snorts, or

After luncheon, accordingly, when the other two had settled themselves into the chimney-corner and had started a heated argument on the subject of EELS

I don't know that I think so VERY much of that little song, Rat,' observed the Mole cautiously.

side. "Hold up!" said an elderly rabbit at the gap. "Sixpence for the

August] Derleth tried to prevent any other (non-Derleth-approved) writer from writing Cthulhu Mythos stories.If Lovecraft had wanted bad writers to avoid Cthulhu Mythos stories, he wouldn't have written back to August Derleth.

The Commodore taught the financial world how to corner stocks, something illegal these days. But back then it was quite a feat.

The preface? Why would he waste time with the preface? Skip the preface and move on to the meat of the thing!

I prefer the word aviatrix. It has more zing to it. It's very zingy, I agreed.

I would rather have written the hymns of Wesley's than to have the fame of all the kings that ever sat on earth; it is more glorious, it has more power in it.

Sanity? Sorry, but I don't remember having such a useless thing in the first place.

I challenge that loose-assed prick, otherwise known as Moss, to a fight.

The government, Lincoln suggests, should intervene to protect individuals from other individuals—to redress the natural consequences of inequalities of power.