The Great Majority Of Modern Third-person Narration

I Love Making, I Love Doing. I Love Being To The Full, I Love Everything Which Is Not Sitting And Watching And Copying And Dead At Heart.

The Moon Hung Over The Planet Earth, A Dead Thing Over A Dying Thing.

Death Is The Room That Is Always Empty.

We Can Sometimes Recognize The Looks Of A Century Ago On A Modern Face; But Never Those Of A Century To Come.

We Talked For Hours. He Talked And I Listened. It Was Like Wind And Sunlight. It Blew All The Cobwebs Away.