To Generalize is to be an Idiot. To Particularize is the Alone Distinction of Merit
Fog The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then…
a telegram to his wife Am at Market Harborough. Where ought I to be?
To begin at the beginning: It is Spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent…