She had had no idea what it would do to her seeing him in a suit.

It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer.

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.

She had rarely been near Henry since then, and the sight of him now was like a concentrated dose.

It is well known that a man, when wooing a lady to be his wife, must first win over the females she most confides in—her friends, of course, and her sister, if she has one.

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.

What was it about that short creature with her wild hair and spurious air of purity and why would anyone much less two men love her and to such disastrous ends.