And Only Weaklings...who Lack Courage And The

They Hadn't Much Faith In Travel, Nor A Great Belief In A Change Of Scene As A Panacea For Spiritual Ills; They Were Simply Glad To Be Going.

Nobody Has Ever Been Able To Experience What They Have Thoroughly Understood - Or Understand What They Have Experienced Until They Have Achieved A Detachment That Renders Them Incapable Of Repeating The Experience.

Women, Despite The Fact That Nine Out Of Ten Of Them Go Through Life With A Death-bed Air Either Of Snatching-the-last-moment Or With Martyr-resignation, Do Not Die Tomorrow--or The Next Day. They Have To Live On To Any One Of Many Bitter Ends.

I Believed I Was A Salamander, And It Seems I Am Nothing But An Impediment.

Oh, The Secret Life Of Man And Woman--dreaming How Much Better We Would Be Than We Are If We Were Somebody Else Or Even Ourselves, And Feeling That Our Estate Has Been Unexploited To Its Fullest.