'I have transcended that phase in my intellectual growth where I discover humour in simple freakishness. What exists is real; therefore it is tragic, since whatever lives must die. Only fantasy, the vapors rising from sheer nonsense, can now excite my laughter.' - Lord Pirmence of Castle Lutez

Shimrod said: 'Once I thought of you as a child in a woman's body.' Melanchte smiled a cool smile. 'And now?' 'The child seems to have wandered away'.

Orthodoxy derives from this axiomatic foundation, and the two systems are mutually reinforcing: hence each is doubly validated.

Zaxa rode a small pacing wole, and carried his fabulous sword Zil, while the others of the party rode steeds of other descriptions

Clevinger was dead. That was the basic flaw in his philosophy.

I have this heavy addiction to life and I'm told that the withdrawal symptoms are shocking.

Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep, - that death is slumber, And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and…