We are dying, we are dying, we are all of us dying.
6
Have you built your ship of death, O have you?
3
John Thomas says good-night to Lady Jane, a little droopingly, but with a hopeful heart.
1
And if tonight my soul may find her peace
2
There are only two great diseases in the world today—Bolshevism and Americanism; and Americanism is the worse of the two, because Bolshevism only smashes your house or your business or your skull, but Americanism smashes your soul.
2
Why were we crucified into sex?
4
It is the three strange angels.
2
Truth does not lie beyond humanity, but is one of the products of the human mind and feeling.
3
Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically.
2
If a woman hasn’t got a tiny streak of a harlot in her, she’s a dry stick as a rule.
