“If ambush I must, then ambush I will,” Aillas muttered to himself. “A fig for chivalry, at least until the… — Jack Vance

I have transcended that phase in my intellectual growth where I discover humour in simple freakishness. What exists is real; therefore it is tragic, since wherever lives must die. Only fantasy, the vapours rising from sheer nonsense, can now excite my laughter.

Dango, Pume, Thwither: down with Visbhume’s breeches; let him hold his backside at the ready.

He said that humanity in the main was crass, stupid, boorish and vulgar, and that I could learn at least this much from you.