Incompetents Invariably Make Trouble For People Other

Books Can Accommodate The Proximity Of Computers But It Doesn't Seem To Work The Other Way Around. Computers Now Literally Drive Out Books From The Place That Should, By Definition, Be Books' Own Home: The Library.

Working- And Middle-class Families Sat Down At The Dinner Table Every Night - The Shared Meal Was The Touchstone Of Good Manners. Indeed, That Dinner Table Was The One Time When We Were All Together, Every Day: Parents, Grandparents, Children, Siblings. Rudeness Between Siblings, Or A Failure To Observe The Etiquette Of Passing Dishes To One Another, Accompanied By "please" And "thank You," Was The Training Ground Of Behavior, The Place Where Manners Began.

I Remember That The Single Most Vicious Letter I Ever Read Was The Letter Hemingway Wrote Scribners When They Asked Him To Give A Blurb For From Here To Eternity. It's There, In The Selected Letters For All To Read, An Example Of A Once Great Writer At His Very Worst. I Doubt That He Ever Forgave Scribners For Publishing James Jones In The First Place. War, As Hemingway Saw It, Belonged To Him.

Though Loyal And Able And Brave, Pea Had Never Displayed The Slightest Ability To Learn From His Experience, Though His Experience Was Considerable. Time And Again He Would Walk Up On The Wrong Side Of A Horse That Was Known To Kick, And Then Look Surprised When He Got Kicked.

Occasionally The Very Youngness Of The Young Moved Him To Charity--they Had No Sense Of The Swiftness Of Life, Nor Of Its Limits. The Years Would Pass Like Weeks, And Loves Would Pass Too, Or Else Grow Sour.