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It Seems To Be A Law Of Nature That No Man, Unless He Has Some Obvious Physical Deformity, Ever Is Loth To Sit For His Portrait.

Strange When You Come To Think Of It, That Of All Countless Folk Who Have Lived On This Planet, Not One Is Known In History Or In Legend As Having Died Of Laughter.

Fate Weaves The Darkness, Which Is Perhaps Why She Weaves So Badly.

A Quiet City Is A Contradiction In Terms. It Is A Thing Uncanny, Spectral.

In Every Human Being One Or The Other Of These Two Instincts Is Predominant: The Active Or Positive Instinct To Offer Hospitality, The Negative Or Passive Instinct To Accept It. And Either Of These Instincts Is So Significant Of Character That One Might As Well Say That Mankind Is Divisible Into Two Great Classes: Hosts And Guests.