When Hospitality Becomes An Art It Loses

The Socratic Manner Is Not A Game At Which Two Can Play.

By Its Very Looseness, By Its Way Of Evoking Rather Than Defining, Suggesting Rather Than Saying, English Is A Magnificent Vehicle For Emotional Poetry.

True Dandyism Is The Result Of An Artistic Temperament Working Upon A Fine Body Within The Wide Limits Of Fashion.

Admiration Involves A Glorious Obliquity Of Vision.

For A Young Man, Sleep Is A Sure Solvent Of Distress. There Whirls Not For Him In The Night Any So Hideous Phantasmagoria As Will Not Become, In The Clarity Of The Next Morning, A Spruce Procession For Him To Lead. Brief The Vague Horror Of His Awakening; Memory Sweeps Back To Him, And He Sees Nothing Dreadful After All. "why Not?" Is The Sun's Bright Message To Him, And "why Not Indeed?" His Answer.