“He didn’t realize he was straight at the time”“figured that if everyone else could smoke a cigarette without coughing”“but that is because our minds are finite, whereas the Creator’s mind is infinite.”“most of my mail these days was fan mail - and pretty strange it was, too.”
“I’ll show you how far I’ve progressed in the Black Art: I shall soon be competent to make a clear house of it.”
-Wuthering Heights
“Six years have already passed since my friend went away from me, with his sheep.”
‘There, now, Daisy,’ said her mother, stroking her hair, ‘he’s just a little elf-touched, that’s all. No need to take on so.’