A Capacity For Going Overboard Is A

A Writer's Business Is Minding Other People's Business ... All The Vices Of The Village Gossip Are The Virtues Of The Writer.

You Woke In The Morning With The Weight Of Doom On Your Head. You Lay With Eyes Shut Wondering Why You Dreaded The Day; Was It A Debt, Was It A Lost Love? -and Then You Remembered The Nightmare....this Was No Time For Beauty, For Love, Or Private Future....there Was No Future; Everyone Waited, Marked Time, Waited. For What?

The Human Comedy Is Always Tragic, But Since Its Ingredients Are Always The Same - Dupe, Fox, Straight, Like Burlesque Skits - The Repetition Through The Ages Is Comedy.

An Evening Up On The Empire State Roof-the Strangest Experience. The Huge Tomb In Steel And Glass, The Ride To The 84th Floor And There, Under The Clouds, A Hawaiian String Quartet, Lounge, Concessions And, A Thousand Feet Below, New York-a Garden Of Golden Lights Winking On And Off, Automobiles, Trucks Winding In And Out, And Not A Sound. All As Silent As A Dead City-and It Looks Adagio Down There.

All Americans Come From Ohio Originally, If Only Briefly.