We Must Stop Talking About The American

I Believe The Twenty-four Hour Day Has Come To Stay.

The Non-conformist Conscience Makes Cowards Of Us All.

It Is A Fact That Not Once In All My Life Have I Gone Out For A Walk. I Have Been Taken Out For Walks; But That Is Another Matter.

Fate Weaves The Darkness, Which Is Perhaps Why She Weaves So Badly.

A Crowd, Proportionately To Its Size, Magnifies All That In Its Units Pertains To The Emotions, And Diminishes All That In Them Pertains To Thought.