There Are Essential And Inessential Insanities. The

The First Thunderstorm Of The Season Was In The Dressing Room, Donning Its Black Robes And Its Necklace Of Hailstones, Strapping On Its Electrical Sword.

I'll Follow Him To The Ends Of The Earth,' She Sobbed. Yes, Darling. But The Earth Doesn't Have Any Ends. Columbus Fixed That.

Using Words To Describe Magic Is Like Using A Screwdriver To Cut Roast Beef.

Death Is Impatient And Thoughtless. It Barges Into Your Room When You Are Right In The Middle Of Something, And It Doesn't Bother To Wipe Its Boots.

Life Is Like A Stew, You Have To Stir It Frequently, Or All The Scum Rises To The Top.