It Was The Day My Grandmother Exploded.

One Should Never Regret One's Excesses, Only One's Failures Of Nerve.

Even Galaxy-spanning Anarchist Utopias Of Stupefying Full-spectrum Civilisational Power Have Turf Wars Within Their Unacknowledged Militaries.

They Speak Very Well Of You". - "they Speak Very Well Of Everybody." - "that So Bad?" - "yes. It Means You Can´t Trust Them.

I Wouldn't Like To Be A Character In One Of My Books!

My Gratitude Extends Beyond The Limits Of My Capacity To Express It.