While You Are Living, Part Of You

The Future May Be An Enemy. Time Can Turn Happy Days And Nights Into Nothing.

[on Sociability In Italy:] You May Be A Hermit Or An Innkeeper.

Harvard (across The River In Cambridge) And Boston Are Two Ends Of One Mustache. ... Without The Faculty, The Visitors, The Events That Harvard Brings To The Life Here, Boston Would Be Intolerable To Anyone Except Genealogists, Antique Dealers, And Those Who Find Repletion In A Closed Local Society.

It Is June. This Is What I Have Decided To Do With My Life Just Now. I Will Do This Work And Lead This Life, The One I Am Leading Today. Each Morning The Blue Clock And The Crocheted Bedspread, The Table With The Phone, The Books And Magazines, The Times At The Door.

While You Are Living, Part Of You Has Slipped Away To The Cemetery.