What A Test That Is: More Than

We Are All Prisoner, But The Name Of Our Cure Is Not Freedom

Marriage Isn't A Tram. It Doesn't Have To Get Anywhere.

It Is Difficult In Life To Be Good, And Difficult In Art To Portray Goodness. Perhaps We Don't Know Much About Goodness.

The Sending Of A Letter Constitutes A Magical Grasp Upon The Future.

... He Felt Himself To Be One Of Them, Who Can Live Neither In The World Nor Out Of It. They Are A Kind Of Sick People, Whose Desire For God Makes Them Unsatisfactory Citizens Of An Ordinary Life, But Whose Strength Or Temperament Fails Them To Surrender The World Completely; And Present-day Society, With Its Hurried Pace And Its Mechanical And Technical Structure, Offers No Home To These Unhappy Souls.