No Ascetic Can Be Considered Reliably Sane.

In The Light Of What Proust Wrote With So Mild A Stimulus, It Is The World's Loss That He Did Not Have A Heartier Appetite. On A Dozen Gardiner's Island Oysters, A Bowl Of Clam Chowder, A Peck Of Steamers, Some Bay Scallops, Three Sauteed Soft-shelled Crabs, A Few Ears Of Fresh Picked Corn, A Thin Swordfish Steak Of Generous Area, A Pair Of Lobsters, And A Long Island Duck, He Might Have Written A Masterpiece.

The Science Of Booby-trapping Has Taken A Good Deal Of The Fun Out Of Following Hot On The Enemy's Heels.

I Had An Attack Of The Gout Two Days Before Pulling Out, And I Went Limping Off To The War Instead Of Coming Limping Back From It.

There Is A Healthy American Newspaper Tradition Of Not Taking Yourself Seriously It Is The Story You Must Take That Way... And If You Do Take Yourself Seriously, According To This Sound Convention, You Are Supposed To Do Your Best Not To Let Anyone Else Know About It. (like Bed-wetting.)

It Is Impossible For Me To Estimate How Many Of My Early Impressions Of The World, Correct And The Opposite, Came To Me Through Newspapers. Homicide, Adultery, No-hit Pitching, And Balkanism Were Concepts That, Left To My Own Devices, I Would Have Encountered Much Later In Life.