Greenwich Village... the village of low rents and high arts.
History is bright and fiction dull with homely men who have charmed women.
It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
It couldn't have happened anywhere but in little old New York.
There is no well defined boundary line between honesty and dishonesty. The frontiers of one blend with the outside limits of the other, and he who attempts to tread this dangerous ground may be sometimes in the one domain and sometimes in the other.
Write what you like; there is no other rule.