It was, he admitted, a handsome tail--a tail elevated in the air.

But if, he said, any true friend of theirs wished to see their faces, to look into the eyes of their soul, that friend must be allowed to walk reverently round behind them, so as to see them from the rear.

There he would see the two black dragons with the blind eyes.
But when first the two black dragons sprang out of the fog upon the small clerk, they had merely the effect of all miracles--they changed the universe.

He discovered the fact that all romantics know--that adventures happen on dull days, and not on sunny ones.

When the chord of monotony is stretched most tight, then it breaks with a sound like song.