Life Is To Be Used, Not Just

Why, Lies Are Like A Sticky Juice Overspreading The World, A Living, Growing Flypaper To Catch And Gum The Wings Of Every Human Soul. . . And The Little Helpless Buzzings Of Honest, Liberal, Kindly People, Aren't They Like The Thin Little Noise Flies Make When They're Caught?

Women Alone Always Order Sole. It Means Something.

It's Easy To Forget How Central The French People Are In Everything We Mean When We Say Europe.

It Is A Most Curious Experience For A Man Of Seventy-two To Be Confronted With The Greenhorn Enthusiasms Of His Youth. Young People Think They Are So Smart. Alas The Doctrines They Spout With Such Fervor Turn Out To Be Mostly Parroted From Their Elders.

Time Has An Undertaking Establishment On Every Block And Drives His Coffin Nails Faster Than The Steam Riveters Rivet Or The Stenographers Type Or The Tickers Tick Out Fours And Eights And Dollar Signs And Ciphers.