Freedom So Often Means That One Isn't

That Is Happiness; To Be Dissolved Into Something Complete And Great.

Let People Go On Talking As They Like, And We Will Go On Living As We Think Best.

Thea Was Still Under The Belief That Public Opinion Could Be Placated; That If You Clucked Often Enough, The Hens Would Mistake You For One Of Themselves.

The Emptiness Was Intense, Like The Stillness In A Great Factory When The Machinery Stops Running.

Art, It Seems To Me, Should Simplify.