Men Marry What They Need. I Marry

At The Next Vacancy For God, If I Am Elected, I Shall Forgive Last The Delicately Wounded Who, Having Been Slugged No Harder Than Anyone Else, Never Got Up Again, Neither To Fight Back, Nor To Finger Their Jaws In Painful Admiration.

Fermentation Equals Civilization.

A Neighborhood Is A Residential Area That Is Changing For The Worse.

Fermentation And Civilization Are Inseparable.

If A Man Means His Writing Seriously, He Must Mean To Write Well. But How Can He Write Well Until He Learns To See What He Has Written Badly. His Progress Toward Good Writing And His Recognition Of Bad Writing Are Bound To Unfold At Something Like The Same Rate.