The only thing that can spoil a day is people and if you can keep from making engagements, every day has no limits.

I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there.

The questioners had that beautiful detachment and devotion to stern justice of men dealing in death without being in any danger of it.

A wine shop was open and I went in for some coffee. It smelled of early morning, of swept dust, spoons in coffee-glasses and the wet circles left by wine glasses.

It was like certain dinners I remember from the war. There was much wine, an ignored tension, and a feeling of things coming that you could not prevent happening. Under the wine I lost the disgusted feeling and was happy. It seemed they were all such nice people.

When you stop doing things for fun you might as well be dead.

Modern life ... is often a mechanical oppression and liquor is the only mechanical relief.