I do not insult Marko. I pay him the tribute of speaking of him and feeling about him precisely as I did when he lived; the insult would be to smear his corpse with the honey excreted by my fear of death.

Rex Stout (1886-1975) American writer
The Black Mountain, ch. 2 (1954)
Added on 1-Feb-04 | Last updated 30-Sep-09
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