My soul left my body, and my body left my clothes and went streaking through the streets.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseI'd gone so far past my fear threshold, I'd completely given up on being afraid
Haunted on Bourbon StreetCity people. They may know how to street fight but they don't know how to wade through manure.
On the Jellicoe RoadThe Duke is worried you lack the fitness to walk up Bond Street. You’re generation lacks the drive.
Latest AccessoryA thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.
The Light That Failed [Illustrated]This is the way history happens: it is measured out in days rather than epochs.
The Lodger Shakespeare: His Life on Silver Street