Winter Is Not A Season In The

Winter Is Not A Season In The North Middlewest; It Is An Industry.

In Everything Was The Spirit Of Children's Play - Not The Rule-ridden, Time-killing Play Of Adults That Is A Preparation For Death, But The Busy And Credulous Play Of Children That Is A Preparation For Life.

If There Is Anything Worse Than The Aching Tedium Of Staring Out Of Car Windows, It Is The Irritation Of Getting Tickets, Packing, Finding Trains, Lying In Bouncing Berths, Washing Without Water, Digging Out Passports, And Fighting Through Customs. To Live In Carlsbad Is Seemly And To Loaf At San Remo Healing To The Soul, But To Get From Carlsbad To San Remo Is Of The Devil.

It Is, I Think, An Error To Believe That There Is Any Need Of Religion To Make Life Seem Worth Living.

Vast Is The Power Of Cities To Reclaim The Wanderer.