Martina

“He goes in and the door is shut. I think we will not open the door or follow him. I think that just now we are not wanted there. I think it will be best for us to go quickly and quietly away. At the end of the field, among the thin gold spikes of grass and the harebells and Gipsy roses and St. John's Wort, we may just take one last look, over our shoulders, at the white house where neither we nor anyone else is wanted now.”
― Edith Nesbit

“How’s the patient?” asked Derby.
“Dead to the world.”
“But not actually dead.”
“No.”
“How nice - to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

“This was a pretty girl, except she had legs like an Edwardian grand piano...”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

“Barking dogs occasionally bite, but laughing men hardly ever shoot.”
― Konrad Lorenz