“Humph,' he said, with a disagreeable air, 'the universe does its work very quietly.' (“The Bogey Man”)” — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“Time is an imp—a pesky, little, hellish troll that hastens the clock when I smile but then delays the passing of minutes… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“O, sir,' murmured Sheila, still on her knees, 'please forgive me.' 'Forgive you! 0, la, la, la!' cunningly cried the droll, and… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“I am Shiloh, whose box you stole. Your godmother's sickness lies in your own keeping, you can heal her in a moment.… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
