"Frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revlelation was quivering on the horizon; for the intimate revelation of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions."
"Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope."
"Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marches, but after a certain point I don't care. what it's founded on."
"It made no difference in me. Dishonesty in a woman is a thing you never blame deeply."
"Every one suspects himself of at least one of the cardinal virtues, and this is mine; I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known."
"Americans, while occasionally willing to be serfs, have always been obstinate about being peasantry."
More to come...
Note:
As stated in another blog, I decided to forgo my long regarded personal studies in ethics, philosophy and economics (i.e. praxeology) for now, tempering my time spent reading poetry as well, in favor of reacquainting myself with the classic novels and writers of the early 20th century. It seems to be a necessary change, or at least desirable. With that said, I shall pursue writing poetry for books 9 (poetic mysteries) and 10 (essays/poems), with the latter as a metaphoric bookend of sorts... The book cover was the 1st edition, published in 1925 by Charles Scribner's Sons.
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