You know there are no secrets in America. It's quite different in England, where people think of a secret as a shared relation between two people.

August for the people and their favourite islands. Daily the steamers sidle up to meet The effusive welcome of the pier.

I said earlier that I do not believe an artist's life throws much light upon his works. I do believe, however, that, more often than most people realize, his works may throw light upon his life. An artist with certain imaginative ideas in his head may then involve himself in relationships which are congenial to them.

In the end, art is small beer. The really serious things are earning one's living so as not to be a parasite and loving one's neighbor.

Our researchers into Public Opinion are content That he held the proper opinions for the time of year; When there was peace, he was for peace: when there was war, he went. He was married and added five children to the population, Which our Eugenist says was the right number for a parent of his generation, And our teachers report that he never interfered with their education. Was he free? Was he happy? The question is absurd: Had everything been wrong, we should certainly have heard.

To choose what is difficult all one's days, as if it were easy, that is faith

You know there are no secrets in America. It's quite different in England, where people think of a secret as a shared relation between two people.