Clarity is not a characteristic of the human spirit. — Robertson Davies

A Library goes on as far as thought can reach.

The problem for a Paracelsian physician like me is that I see diseases as disguises in which people present me with their wretchedness.

"Can you tell me the time of the last complete show?"

"You have the wrong number."

"Eh? Isn't this the Odeon?"

I decide to give a Burtonian answer.

"No, this is the Great Theatre of Life. Admission is free but the taxation is mortal. You come when you can, and leave when you must. The show is continuous. Good-night."