I Daresay I Was The Worst Bed

Between His Eyes, There Were Four Lines, The Marks Of Such Misery As Children Should Never Feel. He Spoke With That Wonderful Whisky Voice That So Many Spanish Children Have, And He Was A Tough And Entire Little Boy.

I Didn't Write. I Just Wandered About.

We Lisp In Numbers, In The U.s. We Are Deluged By Ample, Often Mysterious Statistics. ... Like Many In This Country, I Have Come To Regard Statistics With Doubt And Merely As A Hint Of The Probable Shape Of Fact.

Journalism At Its Best And Most Effective Is Education. Apparently People Would Not Learn For Themselves, Nor From Others.

I Feel Very Troubled In The Head And Heart.