At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.
Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right.
That familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.
One thin's sure and nothing's surer The rich get richer and the poor get - children. In the meantime, In between time...
They talked aimlessly back and forth, each speaking for the other.