It's Redundant To Die In

I Can See Every Monster As They Come In.

There Is Such An Animal As A Nonstylist, Only They're Not Writers - They're Typists.

Life Is A Moderately Good Play With A Badly Written Third Act.

When The Prisoner Is Brought Down From Death Row He Steps From The Elevator Directly Into A "holding" Room That Adjoins The Witness Room. There Are Two Cells In This "holding" Room, Two, In Case It's A Double Execution. They're Ordinary Cells, Just Like This One, And The Prisoner Spends His Last Night There Before His Execu­tion In The Morning, Reading, Listening To The Radio, Playing Cards With The Guards.

Oh, I Adore To Cook. It Makes Me Feel So Mindless In A Worthwhile Way.