Beside them, little pot-bellied men in light suits and panama hats; clean, pink men with puzzled worried eyes, with restless eyes… In their lapels the insignia of lodges and service clubs, places where they can go and, by a weight of numbers of little worried men, reassure themselves business is noble and not the curious ritualised thievery they know it is that business men are intelligent in spite of the records of their stupidity; that they are kind and charitable in spite of the principles of sound business; that their lives are rich instead of the thin tiresome routines they know; and that a time is coming when they will not be afraid anymore.

And then:

1. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius “You know what’s funny,” I say, “the thing I was most worried about when I was down there, in the...
2. To Whom It May Concern I was run over by the truth one day. Ever since the accident I’ve walked this way So stick my...
3. The Hollow Men we are the hollow men we are the stuffed men leaning together headpiece filled with straw. alas! our dried voices,...
4. Eleanor Rigby “Guns shooting at loaves of bread.” “Coyotes stumbling down an empty freeway. Eyes are milky.” “There’s too much sun. The...
5. The Secret People Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget, For we are the people of England, that...
6. The Blind Dog ‘Know what happened!’ cried the blind man. ‘This dog ran away. I should have died in a day or two,...