All men kill the thing they hate, too, unless, of course, it kills them first. – James Thurber
There are two kinds of light — the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures. – James Thurber

All men kill the thing they hate, too, unless, of course, it kills them first. – James Thurber
There are two kinds of light — the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures. – James Thurber
Speed is scarcely the noblest virtue of graphic composition, but it has its curious rewards. There is a sense of getting somewhere fast, which satisfies a native American urge. – James Thurber