Education Is A Crutch With Which The

The Press, That Goiter Of The World, Swells Up With The Desire For Conquest And Bursts With The Achievements Which Every Day Brings. A Week Has Room For The Boldest Climax Of The Human Drive For Expansion.

Solitude Would Be Ideal If You Could Pick The People To Avoid.

Not Greeting People Isn't Enough. One Also Doesn't Greet People One Doesn't Know.

When I Read, It Is Not Acted Literature; But What I Write Is Written Acting.

If By Day Art Is In The Service Of Business, The Evenings Are Devoted To The Businessman's Enjoyment Of It. That Is Asking A Lot Of Art, But Art And The Businessman Make It Work.