C.S. Johnson
- A Factor of All Fears
The sinews of his arms lay on the table, a cooling mass of straggling tendons amid a pool of blood: he knew he was incapacitated, acutely aware he was useless to defend himself-what was that? Startled, he began to shake, for fear crawled through him like electricity through a circuit, once he began to hear the devilish screaming sing to an ear-splitting crescendo, arousing verve in the torpid air. Jack's mortality now rests with his own fear, or his worst fear, a factor of all his fears...
Cedric Johnson
- Many men's folly is another man's wisdom
Men should rather walk the earth alone than rise and stand on the shoulders of another that must walk for him, for if folly lies in waiting, the totem of men can do nothing to avert the foolishness of the man who stands below him.
