No One Would Think He'd Make Such

Redheaded Women Buck Like Goats.

Hold To The Now, The Here, Through Which All Future Plunges To The Past.

God Made Food; The Devil The Cooks.

Men Are Governed By Lines Of Intellect - Women: By Curves Of Emotion.

He Asked Himself What Is A Woman Standing On The Stairs In The Shadow, Listening To Distant Music, A Symbol Of. If He Were A Painter He Would Paint Her In That Attitude. Her Blue Felt Hat Would Show Off The Bronze Of Her Hair Against The Darkness And The Dark Panels Of Her Skirt Would Show Off The Light Ones. Distant Music He Would Call The Picture If He Were A Painter.