dennis scharnberg

Eye their ore.

Andrew Tertullian, Pandora’s Ponderous Puns.

She heard the footfalls, and looked up suddenly. But she wasn’t afraid. She seemed genuinely curious about who was approaching her in the darkness.

Bertram Worcester, The Smiling Killer.

“She went out the window,” whispered Thomas, not quite believing his own words. “Straight out. I mean all the way out.”

Virgil Simms, The Case of the Frivolous Factotum.

“I see it, Eleanor. I see it quite clearly. But I do not believe it. Not in the least.”

Will Hewes, Little To Do.

We will know that the tide has turned when Winston Smith is regarded as the bad guy.

Hilbert Kaasa, The Fabian Way.

Polyphony is movement. In the listener. By means of voices.

Benedict Symes, A Meditation on Periodicity.

Jung was wrong to have second thoughts about the Oedipal Complex. There should have been no thoughts about it.

Rollin Mungo, Selected Rants of Mr. Barraclough.

“Could he have strangled himself? Seriously, Joan. Can you think of a way?”

Michael Wayne Hammer, Mystery of the Murmuring Maiden.

“So what does motivate us, hmm? Got an answer, Dr. Freud? Carl? Anybody?”

Desmond Ogg, Waving Fields of Alfalfa.

Sophistication: a measure of the distance from common sense that one has achieved.

W. Karl Bavinger, A Misanthrope’s Way with Words.