I Am A Believer In Punctuality Though

The Truth Is The Only Thing Worth Having, And, In A Civilized Life, Like Ours, Where So Many Risks Are Removed, Facing It Is Almost The Only Courageous Thing Left To Do.

The Noise From Good Toast Should Reverberate In The Head Like The Thunder Of July.

A Horse's Eye Disquiets Me: It Has An Expression Of Alarm That May At Any Moment Be Translated Into Action.

What Kind Of Life A Dog . . . Acquires. I Have Sometimes Tried To Imagine By Kneeling Or Lying Full Length On The Ground And Looking Up. The World Then Becomes Strangely Incomplete; One Sees Little But Legs.

People In Hotels Strike No Roots. The French Phrase For Chronic Hotel Guests Even Says So; They Are Called Dwellers Sur La Branche.