The World's Becoming A Museum Of Socialist

It's Easy To Forget How Central The French People Are In Everything We Mean When We Say Europe.

When The Typewriter Stops In A New York Office Everybody's Embarrassed; Men Start To Quarrel Or To Make Love To The Stenographer Or Drop Lighted Cigarettes In The Wastebasket.

A Set Of Ideas, A Point Of View, A Frame Of Reference Is In Space Only An Intersection, The State Of Affairs At Some Given Momentin The Consciousness Of One Man Or Many Men, But In Time It Has Evolving Form, Virtually Organic Extension. In Time Ideas Can Be Thought Of As Sprouting, Growing, Maturing, Bringing Forth Seed And Dying Like Plants.

I Never See The Dawn That I Don't Say To Myself Perhaps.

The Terrible Thing About Having New York Go Stale On You Is That There's Nowhere Else. It's The Top Of The World.