Honest Criticism Means Nothing: What One Wants

Better To Separate Than Never To Marry.

Even If It Doesn't Work, There Is Something Healthy And Invigorating About Direct Action

The Essential Thing Is To Want To Sing. This Then Is A Song. I Am Singing.

When Spring Comes To Paris The Humblest Mortal Alive Must Feel That He Dwells In Paradise.

Analysis Brings No Curative Powers In Its Train; It Merely Makes Us Conscious Of The Existence Of An Evil, Which, Oddly Enough, Is Consciousness.