He Who Tries To Forget A Woman,

A Dead Tree, Falling, Made Less Havoc Than A Live One. It Seemed As Though A Live Tree Went Down Fighting, Like An Animal.

The Best Fish In The World Are Of Course Those One Catches Oneself.

Sorrow Was Like The Wind. It Came In Gusts.

No, I Most Certainly Do Not Think Advertising People Are Wonderful. I Think They Are Horrible, And The Worst Menace To Mankind, Next To War; Perhaps Ahead Of War. They Stand For The Material Viewpoint, For The Importance Of Possessions, Of Desire, Of Envy, Of Greed. And War Comes From These Things.

Madness Is Only A Variety Of Mental Nonconformity And We Are All Individualists Here.