As crowds increase we build our forts of inattention, and the more we talk the easier it is to mean little and listen not at all.

As crowds increase we build our forts of inattention, and the more we talk the easier it is to mean little and listen not at all.

The New York playgoer is a child of nature, and he has an honest and wholesome regard of whatever is atrocious in art.

We do not mind our not arriving anywhere nearly so much as our not having any company on the way.

Every man ought to be inquisitive through every hour of his great adventure down to the day when he shall no longer cast a shadow in the sun. For if he dies without a question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance?

Distaste sounds more emphatic when expressed as moral disapproval. With most of us the moral counterblast is nothing more than the angry rendering of a yawn.

Talk ought always to run obliquely, not nose to nose with no chance of mental escape.