Vast Is The Power Of Cities To

The Cocktail Filled Him With A Whirling Exhilaration Behind Which He Was Aware Of Devastating Desires—to Rush Places In Fast Motors, To Kiss Girls, To Sing, To Be Witty. ... He Perceived That He Had Gifts Of Profligacy Which Had Been Neglected. —chapter 8

You Have More People That Love You Than You Know.

It Might Be The Doing Of Satan, In Whom Aaron Anxiously Believed With All Of His Being Except, Perhaps, His Mind.

Don't Be A Writer. Writing Is An Escape From Something. You Be A Scientist.

Funny How The World Always Praises Its Opera-singers So Much And Pays 'em So Well And Then Starves Its Shoemakers, And Yet It Needs Good Shoes So Much More Than It Needs Opera--or War Or Fiction.