From 30 Feet Away She Looked Like

Dead Men Are Heavier Than Broken Hearts.

A Dead Man Is The Best Fall Guy In The World. He Never Talks Back.

The Girl Gave Him A Look Which Ought To Have Stuck At Least Four Inches Out Of His Back.

James Cain - Faugh! Everything He Touches Smells Like A Billygoat. He Is Every Kind Of Writer I Detest, A Faux Naix, A Proust In Greasy Overalls, A Dirty Little Boy With A Piece Of Chalk And A Board Fence And Nobody Looking. Such People Are The Offal Of Literature, Not Because They Write About Dirty Things, But Because They Do It In A Dirty Way.

The Growth Of Populations Has In No Way Increased The Amount [of Art], It Has Merely Increased The Adeptness With Which Substitutes Can Be Produced And Packaged.