To Know How To Do Something Well

He Saw On The Paper A Picture Of A Man, White-skinned, Who Hung Upon A Crosspiece Of Wood. The Man Was Without Clothes Except For A Bit About His Loins, And To All Appearences He Was Dead, Since His Head Drooped Upon His Shoulder And His Eyes Were Closed Above His Bearded Lips. Wang Lung Looked At The Pictured Man In Horror And With Increasing Interest.

For Our Democracy Has Been Marred By Imperialism, And It Has Been Enlightened Only By Individual And Sporadic Efforts At Freedom.

To Know How To Read Is To Light A Lamp In The Mind, To Release The Soul From Prison, To Open A Gate To The Universe." From Pavilion Of Women Page 292

On This Earth, Though Far And Near, Without Love, There's Only Fear.

The Proper Place To Eat Lobster ... Is In A Lobster Shack As Close To The Sea As Possible. There Is No Menu Card Because There Is Nothing Else To Eat Except Boiled Lobster With Melted Butter.