The Cleanest Souls Are The

The Industrial Age Had Only Just Begun; The Planet Had Reached Its Best Before Date.

I Was On Hpd--heathcliff Protection Duty--in Wuthering Heights For Two Years, And Believe Me, The Procaths Tried Everything. I Personally Saved Him From Assassination Eight Times.

Words Are Like Leaves,. . .like People Really, Fond Of Their Own Society.

Love And Magic Are Like Oil And Water--they Just Don't Mix.

Fiction Wouldn't Be Much Fun Without Its Fair Share Of Scoundrels, And They Have To Live Somewhere.