There Is A Way To Master Silence

The Sky Hides The Night Behind It And Shelters The People Beneath From The Horror That Lies Above.

A Black Star Appears, A Point Of Darkness In The Night Sky's Clarity. Point Of Darkness And Gateway To Repose. Reach Out, Pierce The Fine Fabric Of The Sheltering Sky, Take Repose.

Because Neither She Nor Port Had Ever Lived A Life Of Any Kind Of Regularity, They Had Both Made The Fatal Error Of Coming Hazily To Regard Time As Non-existent. One Year Was Like Another Year. Eventually Everything Would Happen.

It Was One Of The Charms Of The International Zone That You Could Get Anything You Wanted If You Paid For It. Do Anything, Too, For That Matter; - There Were No Incorruptibles. It Was Only A Question Of Price.

No One Can Ever Heap Enough Insults Upon Me To Suit My Taste. I Think We All Really Thrive On Hostility, Because It's The Most Intense Kind Of Massage The Ego Can Undergo. Other People's Indifference Is The Only Horror.