I Suppose Books Mean More Than People

What'll We Do With Ourselves This Afternoon? And The Day After That, And The Next Thirty Years?

New York Had All The Iridescence Of The Beginning Of The World. The Returning Troops Marched Up Fifth Avenue And Girls Were Instinctively Drawn East And North Toward Them - This Was The Greatest Nation And There Was Gala In The Air.

Somewhere Inside Me There’ll Always Be The Person I Am To-night

Better Let It All Alone In The Depths Of Her Heart And The Depths Of The Sea.

Can't Repeat The Past?" He Cried Incredulously. "why Of Course You Can!" He Looked Around Him Wildly, As If The Past Were Lurking Here In The Shadow Of His House, Just Out Of Reach Of His Hand.