The Theatre Is A Gross

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.

There May Be Wonder In Money, But, Dear God, There Is Money In Wonder.

As For Death, One Gets Used To It, Even If It Is Only Other People Is Death You Get Used To.

Dead News Like Dead Love Has No Phoenix In Its Ashes.

The Press Blew, The Public Stared, Hands Flew Out Like A Million Little Fishes After Bread.