Being in competition with self is more sufficient than being in competition with someone else.

Call it Mooristan,’ Aurora told me. ‘This seaside, this hill, with the fort on top. Water-gardens and hanging gardens, watchtowers and towers of silence too. Place where worlds collide, flow in and out of one another, and washofy away. Place where an air-man can drowno in water, or else grow gills; where a water-creature can get drunk, but also chokeofy, on air.

I think a man ought to get drunk at least twice a year just on principle, so he won&#39;t let himself get snotty about it.

A frivolous society can acquire dramatic significance only through what its frivolity destroys.

Written By Edith Wharton

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