There Can Be No Defence Like Elaborate

What Kind Of Life A Dog . . . Acquires. I Have Sometimes Tried To Imagine By Kneeling Or Lying Full Length On The Ground And Looking Up. The World Then Becomes Strangely Incomplete; One Sees Little But Legs.

People In Hotels Strike No Roots. The French Phrase For Chronic Hotel Guests Even Says So; They Are Called Dwellers Sur La Branche.

Every Cat Is Really The Most Beautiful Woman In The Room.

The Truth Is The Only Thing Worth Having, And, In A Civilized Life, Like Ours, Where So Many Risks Are Removed, Facing It Is Almost The Only Courageous Thing Left To Do.

Suspicion Of Happiness Is In Our Blood.