I’d never make that a personal promise, but I will get you to a phone.
It is a happiness to wonder; — it is a happiness to dream.
Mama has such cleverly timed headaches I wonder if she has any at all.
What we often take to be the new is simply the old under some novel form.
The heart’s the trouble. It knows the monster but remembers the love.
Don’t forget to wind the restricted clock and put the confidential cat out.
You’ve never really loved your wife, have you, Ridley?
Opposite Pissec sits ghoulish Gottfried Baumauer, a tall, skinny workaholic with dark-ringed eye sockets and long, yellowing smoker’s fingers. He’s thirty-eight. He doesn’t say much. He drinks a lot of tea – likes it strong...