With your pencil you see into the hearts of all; and without your pencil you are dumb and blind. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. They are used to me, they only cry because they have become so used to being here. “That young man was giving a luncheon party to a dozen friends at the Café de Paris to-day. . “I’ve got—I have to tell you this to make myself clear—a streak of ardent animal in my composition.
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