One Cannot Lay A Foundation By Scattering

Given Two Tempers And The Time, The Ordinary Marriage Produces Anarchy.

... In The Nineteen-thirties ... The Most Casual Reader Of Murder Mysteries Could Infallibly Detect The Villain, As Soon As There Entered A Character Who Had Recently Washed His Neck And Did Not Commit Mayhem On The English Language.

A Tragic Irony Of Life Is That We So Often Achieve Success Or Financial Independence After The Chief Reason For Which We Sought It Has Passed Away.

... The Novel, As A Living Force, If Not As A Work Of Art, Owes An Incalculable Debt To What We Call, Mistakenly, The New Psychology, To Freud, In His Earlier Interpretations, And More Truly, I Think, To Jung.

Marriage Is Mostly Puttin' Up With Things, I Reckon, When It Ain't Makin' Believe.