The Theatre Is A Gross Art, Built

You Will Be Old-fashioned One Day. It's More Shocking Than Getting Old.

In Marriage There Are No Manners To Keep Up, And Beneath The Wildest Accusations No Real Criticism. Each Is Familiar With That Ancient Child In The Other Who May Erupt Again. We Are Not Ridiculous To Ourselves. We Are Ageless. That Is The Luxury Of The Wedding Ring.

Things Come Suitable To The Time.

If Death Becomes Cheap It Is The Watcher, Not The Dying, Who Is Poisoned.

I Don't Like People," Said Velvet. "... I Only Like Horses.