[on Paris:] I Do Not Know Any

Journalism At Its Best And Most Effective Is Education. Apparently People Would Not Learn For Themselves, Nor From Others.

[on Paris:] I Do Not Know Any City So Beautiful And You Can Be Unhappy There And Notice Your Unhappiness Less, Having The City To Look At.

The Only Way I Can Pay Back For What Fate And Society Have Handed Me Is To Try, In Minor Totally Useless Ways, To Make An Angry Sound Against Injustice.

I Feel Very Troubled In The Head And Heart.

Between His Eyes, There Were Four Lines, The Marks Of Such Misery As Children Should Never Feel. He Spoke With That Wonderful Whisky Voice That So Many Spanish Children Have, And He Was A Tough And Entire Little Boy.