If only I had thought of a Kodak! I could have flashed that glimpse of the Under-world in a second, and examined it at leisure. - H. G. Wells

I never yet heard of a useless thing that was not ground out of
existence by evolution sooner or later. Did you? And pain gets needless.

My pockets had always puzzled Weena, but at the last she had concluded that they were an eccentric kind of vase for floral decoration.

And like blots upon the landscape rose the cupolas above the ways to the Underworld. I understood now what all the beauty of the Upperworld people covered. Very pleasant was their day, as pleasant as the day of the cattle in the eld. Like the cattle, they knew of no enemies and provided against no needs. And their end was the same.