Say What You Will About The Ten

When Women Kiss It Always Reminds One Of Prize Fighters Shaking Hands.

Debussy--a Pretty Girl With One Blue Eye And One Brown One.

When I Reach The Shades At Last It Will No Doubt Astonish Satan To Discover, On Thumbing My Dossier, That I Was A Member Of The Y.m.c.a.

Under The Pressure Of Fanaticism, And With The Mob Complacently Applauding The Show, Democratic Law Tends More And More To Be Grounded Upon The Maxim That Every Citizen Is, By Nature, A Traitor, A Libertine, And A Scoundrel. In Order To Dissuade Him From His Evil-doing The Police Power Is Extended Until It Surpasses Anything Ever Heard Of In The Oriental Monarchies Of Antiquity.

A Critic Is A Man Who Writes About Things He Doesn't Like.