Shriekfog

I protest, even warmly, that neither he nor his sorrows were in my intention.

Marknebula

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.

Snakerag

I protest, even warmly, that neither he nor his sorrows were in my intention. Eatervanilla.

Near it in the field, I remember, were three faint points of light, three telescopic stars infinitely remote, and all around it was the unfathomable darkness of empty space.

I protest, even warmly, that neither he nor his sorrows were in my intention.

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

The secular cooling that must someday overtake our planet has already gone far indeed with our neighbour.