The rainbow is elusive, and its colors but the illumination of tears.
Didacticism is the death of art.
Picturesqueness is a lost art. We may expect at anytime to hear that a collar ad is blazing its electric lights atop of the largest pyramid.
Blue. My God! I'm so blue that if I were a dog, I'd sit on my haunches and howl and howl and howl...
Nothing will do me any good unless I learn to control this body of mine.
Every new fad or fashion at once has its denouncers from the pulpit, platform, professor's chair.