Surely Only Correct Understanding Could Lead To

When The Souls Rise Up In Glory, Yours Shall Not Be Shunned Nor Sunderered, But Shall Be The Prize Of The Gods' Gardens. Even Your Darkness Shall Be Treasured Then, And All Your Pain Made Holy.

My Dinner Party,' Miles Grated. 'it's Just Breaking Up.' And Sinking. All Souls Feared Lost.

I Have A Catch-phrase To Describe My Plot-generation Technique -- 'what's The Worst Possible Thing I Can Do To These People?'

The World Is Made By The People Who Show Up For The Job.

But Have You Ever Overheard Two Women Discussing Men? Men Are Crude Liars, Comparing Their Drabs, But Women - I'd Rather Have [an] Anatomist Dissect Me Alive Than To Listen To The Things The Ladies Say About Us When They Think They Are Alone.