Oh how I hate people!

“Irma, my dear sister,' said Prunesquallor, 'I have two things to say. Firstly, …”

“Countless candles dribbled with hot wax, and their flames, like little flags, f…”

“Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia.”

“How merciful a thing is man's ignorance of his immediate future! What a ghastly…”