It Distresses Me, This Failure To Keep

For People Who Like That Kind Of Thing, This Is The Kind Of Thing They Like.

Strange When You Come To Think Of It, That Of All Countless Folk Who Have Lived On This Planet, Not One Is Known In History Or In Legend As Having Died Of Laughter.

Fate Weaves The Darkness, Which Is Perhaps Why She Weaves So Badly.

I Prefer That Laughter Shall Take Me Unawares. Only So Can It Master And Dissolve Me.

When Hospitality Becomes An Art It Loses Its Very Soul.