Some Tiny Creature, Mad With Wrath, Is

I Should Like A Parsley Sandwich. To The Best Of My Knowledge They Are Not In Season.

Books, Cats, Life Is Good.

All The Things You Can Talk About In Anyone's Work Are The Things That Are Least Important.

When People Are Finding Meaning In Things -- Beware.

Mr Earbrass Stands On The Terrace At Twilight. It Is Bleak; It Is Cold; And The Virtue Has Gone Out Of Everything. Words Drift Through His Mind: Anguish Turnips Conjunctions Illness Defeat String Parties No Parties Urns Desuetude Disaffection Claws Loss Trebizond Napkins Shame Stones Distance Fever Antipodes Mush Glaciers Incoherence Labels Miasma Amputation Tides Deceit Mourning Elsewards.