At Gambling, The Deadly Sin Is To

I'm Not In The Shakespeare Stakes. I Have No Ambition.

A Medium Vodka Dry Martini - With A Slice Of Lemon Peel. Shaken And Not Stirred.

The Scent And Smoke And Sweat Of A Casino Are Nauseating At Three In The Morning.

Worry Is A Dividend Paid To Disaster Before It Is Due

The Conventional Parabola--sentiment, The Touch Of The Hand, The Kiss, The Passionate Kiss, The Feel Of The Body, The Climax In The Bed, Then More Bed, Then Less Bed, Then The Boredom, The Tears And The Final Bitterness--was To Him Shameful And Hypocritical.