How is it possible, woman, in the awful andmagnificent times we live in, to be preoccupied exclusively with the piddling?

You Could Look It Up.

He knows all about art, but he doesn’t knowwhat he likes.

I love the idea of there being two sexes, don’t you?

Then, with that faint fleeting smile playingabout his lips, he faced the firing squad; erect and motionless, proud and disdainful, Walter Mitty, the undefeated, inscrutable to the last.

The Secret Life of Walter Mitty.

He doesn’t know anything except facts.

The War Between Men and Women.

All right, have it your way—you heard a sealbark!

I suppose that the high-water mark of my youth in Columbus, Ohio was the night the bed fellon my father.