Roast Beef, Medium, is not only a food. It is a philosophy. Seated at Life's Dining Table, with the menu of Morals before you, your eye wanders a bit over the entrees, the hors d'oeuvres, and the things a la though you know that Roast Beef, Medium, is safe and sane, and sure.

The small town smart set is deadly serious about its smartness.

The very rich and the very social are, often, the very stuffy.

A whole roomful of Jews is like a charged battery. The vitality sparks seem to fly, and frequently the result is a short circuit.

But I have felt that to be a Jew was, in some ways at least, to be especially privileged.

The ideal view for daily writing, hour for hour, is the blank brick wall of a cold-storage warehouse. Failing this, a stretch of sky will do, cloudless if possible.

I suppose it is a gift, being young, but it isn't special. We've all got it, early in life.