Platitude, N. The Fundamental Element And Special Glory Of Popular Literature. A Thought That Snores In Words That Smoke. All That Is Mortal Of A Departed Truth. A Jelly-fish Withering On The Shore Of The Sea Of Thought. A Desiccated Epigram.
And What Are These Fluxions? The Velocities Of Evanescent Increments. And What Are These Same Evanescent Increments? They Are Neither Finite Quantities, Nor Quantities Infinitely Small, Nor Yet Nothing. May We Not Call Them The Ghosts Of Departed Quantities...?
He Then Departed, To Make Himself Still More Interesting, In The Midst Of A Heavy Rain.
She Looks Like A China Doll, Observed Grandfather As We Departed. I Will Break Just As Easily, I Muttered.
Leo Couldnt Deliver Mr. Martin Scorsese His Oscar With The Aviator, But I Will Go On Record To Say I Will Do So In The Departed.
She Looks Like A China Doll, Observed Grandfather As We Departed. I Will Break Just As Easily, I Muttered.
Leo Couldnt Deliver Mr. Martin Scorsese His Oscar With The Aviator, But I Will Go On Record To Say I Will Do So In The Departed.
