One Illusion Is As Good As Another.

By The Time A Person Has Achieved Years Adequate For Choosing A Direction, The Die Is Cast And The Moment Has Long Since Passed Which Determined The Future.

The Flapper Awoke From Her Lethargy Of Sub-deb-ism, Bobbed Her Hair, Put On Her Choicest Pair Of Earrings And A Great Deal Of Audacity And Rouge And Went Into The Battle. She Flirted Because It Was Fun To Flirt And Wore A One-piece Bathing Suit Because She Had A Good Figure She Was Conscious That The Things She Did Were The Things She Had Always Wanted To Do. Mothers Disapproved Of Their Sons Taking The Flapper To Dances, To Teas, To Swim And Most Of All To Heart.

And Only Weaklings...who Lack Courage And The Power To Feel They're Right When The Whole World Says They're Wrong, Ever Lose.

“everybody Gives You Belief For The Asking,” She Said To David, “and So Few People Give You Anything More To Believe In Than Your Own Belief—just Not Letting You Down, That's All. It's So Hard To Find A Person Who Accepts Responsibilities Beyond What You Ask.' 'so Easy To Be Loved - So Hard To Love.' David Answered.

Spinach And Champagne. Going Back To The Kitchens At The Old Waldorf. Dancing On The Kitchen Tables, Wearing The Chef's Headgear. Finally, A Crash And Being Escorted Out By The House Detectives.