If It Is Thus, I Ask Emphatically

Our Civilization, Bequeathed To Us By Fierce Adventurers, Eaters Of Meat And Hunters, Is So Full Of Hurry And Combat, So Busy About Many Things Which Perhaps Are Of No Importance, That It Cannot But See Something Feeble In A Civilization Which Smiles As It Refuses To Make The Battlefield The Test Of Excellence.

One Of The Things I Could Never Get Accustomed To In My Youth Was The Difference I Found Between Life And Literature.

If It Is Thus, I Ask Emphatically Whence Comes This Thusness.

No One Would Think He'd Make Such A Beautiful Corpse.

All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.