"...I am a young man living in the old city. It is morning. I am in a small room. I am standing over a pile of yellow writing paper - this is the only type o...

"Fog over San Francisco and a gloomy sky in crazy flashes of electric lights. It seems as if you are out of time; a feeling of despair mixed with mockery; pa...

"...What a humiliation that now, when he refuses to laugh, she no longer orders, but begs him to laugh! Well, what can you do? Eh? No fools? How to do the ri...

"Sam Wolinsky was seventeen, and a month had passed since he started shaving. Now he was in love. And he wanted to do something. There was a feeling of unbri...

"... His day began anxiously, his heels made a certain click, he ran his eyes over the superficial truths of the streets and buildings, the trivial truths of...

"On the silver screen, Tom Garner, a large, broad-shouldered man, a railroad builder, president of the Chicago and Southwestern Railroad Company, walks into ...

"...I return to the short story again, this time a little saddened. But what's the point! The war will not let me write it. Its shadow falls on all work and ...

"Walking through the May Park, he noticed a tiny brown snake eluding him through the grass and leaves, and chased after it with a long branch, while feeling ...

"Thoughts in the light of an electric light bulb; the clock is counting down the minutes of the January night, and the previously silent radio is bursting wi...

"This guy was a champion of all champions. Everything he touched turned into money, and by the age of fourteen he had earned and put more than six hundred do...

"I lived next door to an evening school. In the evenings the lights came on, and I could see men and women in the classrooms. They walked back and forth, but...

"Don't forget, blood is above all. Remember that man is made of flesh, that the flesh suffers from pain and that the mind enclosed in the flesh suffers along...