...the Tourist Venice Is Venice.

Morality Did Not Keep Well; It Required Stable Conditions; It Was Costly; It Was Subject To Variations, And The Market For It Was Uncertain.

It Came To Me, As We Sat There, Glumly Ordering Lunch, That For Extremely Stupid People Anti-semitism Was A Form Of Intellectuality, The Sole Form Of Intellectuality Of Which They Were Capable. It Represented, In A Rudimentary Way, The Ability To Make Categories, To Generalize.

What I Really Do Is Take Real Plums And Put Them In An Imaginary Cake.

Our Language, Once Homely And Colloquial, Seeks To Aggrandize Our Meanest Activities With Polysyllabic Terms Or It Retreats From Frankness Into A Stammering Verbosity.

Every Age Has A Keyhole To Which Its Eye Is Pasted.