He's a bootlegger....One time he killed a man who found out that he was nephew to Von Hindenburg and second cousin to the devil.

A new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken...

The rich get richer and the poor get - children.

Find the key emotion; this may be all you need know to find your short story.

I didn't realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.

Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure and the memory so possessed him that for the moment there was nothing to do but to pretend.

I learned a little of beauty - enough to know that it had nothing to do with truth.