But this is madness! protested Trocero. The maunderings of a heretical priest, the mumblings of a mad witch-woman.

Would you like another pint, mate?

For of course the blues do not really apply to the man but to that secondary consciousness with whose ever changing moods and moodlets we identify ourselves — with the entire loss of our proper human dignity.

Not long ago, it was difficult to produce photographs of tiny creatures with every part in focus. That’s because the lenses that are excellent at magnifying tiny subjects produce a narrow depth of field.