In My Head There Are Several Windows,

The Search For The Means To Put An End To Things, An End To Speech, Is What Enables The Discourse To Continue.

I've Tried Not To Exaggerate The Glory Of Athletes. I'd Rather, If I Could, Preserve A Sense Of Proportion, To Write About Them Asexcellent Ballplayers, First-rate Players. But I'm Sure I Have Contributed To False Values--as Stanley Woodward Said, "godding Up Those Ballplayers." The Sun Shone, Having No Alternative, On The Nothing New.

We Could Have Saved Sixpence. We Could Have Saved Fivepence. But At What Cost?

There Is No Use Indicting Words, They Are No Shoddier Than What They Peddle.

We Should Have Thought Of It When The World Was Young, In The Nineties.