Someone must have been telling lies about Joseph K., for without having done anything wrong he was arrested one fine morning. His landlady's cook, who always brought him his breakfast at eight o'clock, failed to appear on this occasion. That had never happened before. The Trial
London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained. A Study in Scarlet
Two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity. Twilight of the Idols
To live each day as though one's last, never flustered, never apathetic, never attitudinizing – here is perfection of character. Book VII
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