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To Be Among People Who Are Smothered In Furs When One Hasn't Any Oneself Makes One Want To Break Most Of The Commandments.

His Socks Compelled One's Attention Without Losing One's Respect.

He Seems The Incarnation Of Everything Soft And Silky And Velvety, Without A Sharp Edge In His Composition, A Dreamer Whose Philosophy Is Sleep And Let Sleep.

Think How Many Blameless Lives Are Brightened By The Blazing Indiscretions Of Other People.

People May Say What They Like About The Decay Of Christianity The Religious System That Produced Green Chartreuse Can Never Really Die.