From the cab stepped a tall old man. Black raincoat and hat and a battered valise. He paid the driver, then turned and stood motionless, staring at t….

God never talks. But the devil keeps advertising, Father. The devil does a lot of commercials..

Your thoughts are too dull to entertain..

Like the brief doomed flare of exploding suns that registers dimly on blind men's eyes, the beginning of the horror passed almost unnoticed; in the s….