“The same as a cigarette?" asked Rita excitedly, as Mrs. Sin bent over her. "The same, but very, very gentle.” — Sax Rohmer Copy Share Image
There is no merit in a special talent unless its exercise is of use to others. — Sax Rohmer Copy Share Image
“The same as a cigarette?" asked Rita excitedly, as Mrs. Sin bent over her. "The same, but very, very gentle.” — Sax Rohmer Copy Share Image
There are few states, I suppose, which exact so severe a toll from one's nervous system as the anticipation of calamity. — Sax Rohmer Copy Share Image
Imagine a person, tall, lean and feline, high-shouldered, with a brow like Shakespeare and a face like Satan, a close-shaven skull, and long, magnetic… — Sax Rohmer Copy Share Image
