The Artist Secretes Nostalgia Around Life.

We Fear Something Before We Hate.

How Many Books Did Renoir Write On How To Paint?

Greed, Like The Love Of Comfort, Is A Kind Of Fear.

I Review Novels To Make Money, Because It Is Easier For A Sluggard To Write An Article A Fortnight Than A Book A Year, Because The Writer Is Soothed By The Opiate Of Action, The Crank By Posing As A Good Journalist, And Having An Air Hole. I Dislike It. I Do It And I Am Always Resolving To Give It Up.

M Is For Marx And Clashing Of Classes And Movement Of Masses And Massing Of Asses.