it is a surprising thing that the largest city in the world should have a population as gentle and pleasant and intimate and considerate and comforting as a little bit of a place where everybody knows everybody and everything, but astonishing or not it is perfectly true and the inhabitants of New York are just like that, and they are like that and this thing is a delightful, natural and gentle and sweet and comforting thing.

One of the pleasant things those of us who write or paint do is to have the daily miracle. It does come.

That is what you are. That's what you all are...All of you young people who served in the war. You are a lost generation.

Near a war is always not very near.

Writer or painter god-parents are notoriously unreliable. That is, there is certain before long to be a cooling of friendship.

A FEATHER. A feather is trimmed, it is trimmed by the light and the bug and the post, it is trimmed by little leaning and by all sorts of mounted reserves and loud volumes. It is surely cohesive.

you are brilliant and subtle if you come from Iowa and really strange and you live as you live and you are always very well taken care of if you come from Iowa.