A Writer ... Whittles At The Words

In Certain Savage Tribes In New Guinea, They Put The Old People Up In The Trees And Shake Them Once A Year In The Spring; If They Don't Fall Out They Let Them Live Another Year.

The Man Who Invented Eskimo Pie Made A Million Dollars, So One Is Told, But E.e. Cummings, Whose Verse Has Been Appearing Off Andon For Three Years Now, And Whose Experiments Should Not Be More Appalling To Those Interested In Poetry Than The Experiment Of Surrounding Ice-cream With A Layer Of Chocolate Was To Those Interested In Soda Fountains, Has Hardly Made A Dent In The Doughy Minds Of Our So-called Poetry Lovers.

Walt Whitman's A Hell Of A Lot More Revolutionary Than Any Russian Poet I've Ever Heard Of.

War Is Utter Damn Nonsense, A Vast Cancer Fed By Lies And Self Seeking Malignity On The Part Of Those Who Don't Do The Fighting.

Eh Bien You Like This Sacred Pig Of A Country?" Asked Marco. "why Not? I Like It Anywhere. It's All The Same, In France You Are Paid Badly And Live Well; Here You Are Paid Well And Live Badly.