When Elderly Invalids Meet With Fellow-victims Of

Most People Sell Their Souls, And Live With A Good Conscience On The Proceeds.

The Denunciation Of The Young Is A Necessary Part Of The Hygiene Of Older People, And Greatly Assists The Circulation Of The Blood.

But Why Wasn't I Born, Alas, In An Age Of Adjectives; Why Can One No Longer Write Of Silver-shedding Tears And Moon-tailed Peacocks, Of Eloquent Death, Of The Negro And Star-enameled Night?

The Vitality Of A New Movement In Art Must Be Gauged By The Fury It Arouses.

We Need Two Kinds Of Acquaintances, One To Complain To, While To The Others We Boast.