He looked rather pleasantly, like a blonde satan.
...What disturbed him was the discovery that in sensibly ordering his affairs he had got out of step, and not into step, with Life.
Nick: "Don't you think maybe a drink would help you to sleep?" Nora: "No, thanks." Nick: "Maybe it would if I took one.
I've been as bad an influence on American literature as anyone I can think of.
I don t mind a reasonable amount of trouble.
Three times I have been mistaken for a prohibition agent, but never had any trouble clearing myself.