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Sometimes One Has The Feeling Of An Almost Supernatural Character To The Shifts And Changes In Our National Mood. They Appear Beyond The Prose Of Cause And Effect.

In The Long Run Wives Are To Be Paid In A Peculiar Coin — Consideration For Their Feelings. As It Usually Turns Out This Is An Enormous, Unthinkable Inflation Few Men Will Remit, Or If They Will, Only With A Sense Of Being Overcharged.

Sex Can No Longer Be The Germ, The Seed Of Fiction. Sex Is An Episode, Most Properly Conveyed In An Episodic Manner, Quickly, Often Ironically. It Is A Bursting Forth Of Only One Of The Cells In The Body Of The Omnipotent I, The One Who Hopes By Concentration Of Tone And Voice To Utter The Sound Of Reality.

Making A Living Is Nothing; The Great Difficulty Is Making A Point, Making A Difference-with Words.

The Language Of The Younger Generation Has The Brutality Of The City And An Assertion Of Threatening Power At Hand, Not To Come. It Is Military, Theatrical, And At Its Most Coherent Probably A Lasting Repudiation Of Empty Courtesy And Bureaucratic Euphemism.