Mealtime's The Only Time I Get To

In A Moment When Criticism Shows A Singular Dearth Of Direction Every Man Has To Be A Law Unto Himself In Matters Of Theatre, Writing, And Painting. While The American Mercury And The New Ford Continue To Spread A Thin Varnish Of Ritz Over The Whole United States There Is A Certain Virtue In Being Unfashionable.

Apathy Is One Of The Characteristic Responses Of Any Living Organism When It Is Subjected To Stimuli Too Intense Or Too Complicated To Cope With. The Cure For Apathy Is Comprehension.

I Think We Are All Of Us A Pretty Milky Lot, Without Tea-table Convictions And Our Radicalism That Keeps So Consistently Within The Bounds Of Decorum . . . .i'd Like To Annihilate These Stupid Colleges Of Ours . . . Instillers Of Stodginess.

I Dont Think There Is Anything On Earth More Wonderful Than Those Wistful Incomplete Friendships One Makes Now And Then In An Hour's Talk. You Never See The People Again, But The Lingering Sense Of Their Presence In The World Is Like The Glow Of An Unseen City At Night--makes You Feel The Teemingness Of It All.

We're Headed For Collapse, If You Want My Opinion, Missy. I Can See It In The Fallin' Off Of The Quality Of Vagrants. There Was Atime You Could Find Real Good Company In Almost Any Jungle You'd Pick, Men Who Could Talk, Men Who'd Read A Book Now And Then; And Now, What Do You Find, A Lot Of Dirty Little Guttersnipes No Decent Tramp Would Want To Associate With. Well, It's Been That Way All Through History.