I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come a long way to this lawn and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him. [- Nick Carroway]

We all have souls of different ages

For awhile after you quit Keats all other poetry seems to be only whistling or humming.

he was figuratively following along beside her as she walked the fence, ready to catch her if she should fall.

I've been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.

Any person with any imagination is bound to be afraid.

The invitation to Miss Myra St. Claire's bobbing party spent the morning in his coat pocket, where it had an intense physical affair with a dusty piece of peanut brittle.