Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.
F. Scott Fitzgeraldsometimes i wish i'd been an englishman; american life is so damned dumb and stupid and healthy
F. Scott FitzgeraldLater she remembered all the hours of the afternoon as happy -- one of those uneventful times that seem at the moment only a link between past and future pleasure, but turn out to have been the pleasure itself.
F. Scott Fitzgerald