Try to look at everything through the eyes of a child.

Number seven . . . What's it meant to be, dear? . . . A "Study"? . . . It doesn't say what of? . . . Well, that's an easy way out for an artist.

You see -- he's got a perfectly new idea. He never sees his patients. He's not interested in individuals, he prefers to treat a crowd. And he's organized these mass cures . . . And he cures thirty thousand people every Thursday.

He said I was the most sensitive person he had ever seen -- that I belonged to the hyper-hyper type and we rarely survive! . . . They found that the eclair contains everything my system lacks. So I take three a day and I feel like a new woman.

Aren't the artists brave to go out and paint a sea as rough as that? . . . I don't see how he kept his canvas dry?