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Winthrope’s sobriety test did not take long.

Priscilla Onkers,  All About Edward.

“The cause of death was photography,” smirked Raymond.  “She had her picture taken.”

Agatha Vox,  When Everything Was Singing.

He uses all names.  Hence, he has no name.

Giles Coxe-Coburn,  Belief in Insects.

It is not that psychology is hackneyed.  It’s that, if it is valid, then human mental reality is hackneyed.

Clifford O. Mounce,  A Portable Darkness.

Classical writers believed that with language they could achieve X.  But we are so sorry and saddened to report that this X is simply not attainable with language.  Again, we are sorry.

Hans Baldung-Grien,  Post-Modernist Moments.

Like all actors, Malcolm is a sociopath.

Giles Coxe-Coburn,  Tooth and Claw.

“The last time I saw Lisa?  Yeah, I remember.  I remember that husky voice.  And I remember her smiling.  Although it may have been a smirk rather than a smile.”

Beatrice Landers,  The Case of the Disappearing Detective.

Do we live in a trashy culture?  Of course.   Consider the accomplishments: Hollywood, hip-hop, a demotic hedonism, tattoos, Facebook, yoga pants, gender fluidity, collapsing literacy, ….

Miranda Hughes,  Dissolved in Sunlight.

“We sense it.  That it’s all just a bit too much.  The way we live, I mean.  Not that anyone else in the world is doing it any better.  But that doesn’t seem to matter much, does it?”

Clifford Apogee,  Draining the Pools and Other Tales.

[Aleister Crowley] looked for signs, and indeed he found them.

Cassandra Clive,  More Edwardian Abominations.