In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.

She found herself longing for home-not just for the hotel but for New York and all the real novels that she could lose herself in there.

Love is all right, as things go, but lovers can be a terrible waste of a girl's time.

You love her," Teddy observed quietly. Henry replied with an uncharacteristic lack of irony: "Yes." Teddy's eyes shifted to the plaster interlacing that decorated the ceiling in curlicues. "Lord, you never make it easy, do you." "No.

Living too much in one's head can be dangerous.

Girls took to dressing like boys, and though women had obtained the vote, we had swiftly moved on to pursuing flashier freedoms: necking in cars and smoking cigarettes and walking down city streets in flesh colored stockings.

They will stop calling brides beautiful after today—you have simply set the standard too high,' he said.