The Price Of Justice Is Eternal Publicity.

Always Behave As If Nothing Had Happened, No Matter What Has Happened.

Because Her Instinct Has Told Her, Or Because She Has Been Reliably Informed, The Faded Virgin Knows That The Supreme Joys Are Not For Her; She Knows By A Process Of The Intellect; But She Can Feel Her Deprivation No More Than The Young Mother Can Feel The Hardship Of The Virgin's Lot.

Every Scene, Even The Commonest, Is Wonderful, If Only One Can Detach Oneself, Casting Off All Memory Of Use And Custom And Behold It, As It Were, For The First Time.

Saw Washington Monument. Phallic. Appalling. A National Catastrophe.

Your Own Mind Is A Sacred Enclosure Into Which Nothing Harmful Can Enter Except By Your Permission.