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Next To An Old-fashioned Church Social, Or Possibly A Monster Bridge Party, There Is No Buzz Which Can Equal The Sibilant Buzz Ofa Matinée.

I Can't Quite Define My Aversion To Asking Questions Of Strangers. From Snatches Of Family Battles Which I Have Heard Drifting Up From Railway Stations And Street Corners, I Gather That There Are A Great Many Men Who Share My Dislike For It, As Well As An Equal Number Of Women Who ... Believe It To Be The Solution To Most Of This World's Problems.

There Is A Note In The Front Of The Volume Saying That No Public Reading May Be Given Without First Getting The Author's Permission. It Ought To Be Made Much More Difficult To Do Than That.

The Naturalistic Literature Of This Country Has Reached Such A State That No Family Of Characters Is Considered True To Life Whichdoes Not Include At Least Two Hypochondriacs, One Sadist, And One Old Man Who Spills Food Down The Front Of His Vest.

The English Language May Hold A More Disagreeable Combination Of Words Than "the Doctor Will See You Now." I Am Willing To Concede Something To The Phrase "have You Anything To Say Before The Current Is Turned On?" That May Be Worse For The Moment, But It Doesn't Last So Long. For Continued, Unmitigating Depression, I Know Nothing To Equal "the Doctor Will See You Now." But I'm Not Narrow-minded About It. I'm Willing To Consider Other Possibilities.