As A Writer, You Should Not Judge,

All Stories, If Continued Far Enough, End In Death.

I Hate A Cramp, He Thought. It Is A Treachery Of One's Own Body.

This Was A Big Storm And He Might As Well Enjoy It. It Was Ruining Everything, But You Might As Well Enjoy It

When You Have Shot One Bird Flying You Have Shot All Birds Flying. They Are All Different And They Fly In Different Ways But The Sensation Is The Same And The Last One Is As Good As The First.

Modern Life ... Is Often A Mechanical Oppression And Liquor Is The Only Mechanical Relief.