Sorry, he [Hamlet] said, rubbing his temples. I don’t know what came over me. All of a sudden I had this overwhelming desire to talk for a very long time without actually doing anything.
—Jasper Fforde, Something Rotten
Bits of Ivory
“The little bit of ivory on which I work with so fine a brush, as produces little effect after much labour.” - Jane Austen
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