How Quickly One Accepts The Incredible If

In A World Of Monotonous Horror There Could Be No Salvation In Wild Dreaming. Horror He Had Adjusted To. But Monotony Was The Greater Obstacle, And He Realized It Now, Understood It At Long Last. And Understanding It Seemed To Give Him A Sort Of Quiet Peace, A Sense Of Having Spread All The Cards On His Mental Table, Examined Them, And Settled Conclusively On The Desired Hand.

What Would A Mohammedan Vampire Do If Faced With A Cross?

I Hate It When Something I've Had Published "inspires" Some Nut To Imitate What I've Written, Or Some Teacher Gets Fired For Having Her Students Read One Of My Stories Or Novels.

That Which You Believe Becomes Your World

After A While, Though, Even The Deepest Sorrow Faltered, Even The Most Penetrating Despair Lost Its Scalpel Edge.