Trouble has no necessary connection with discouragement. Discouragement has a germ of its own, as different from trouble as arthritis is different from a stiff joint.

All I kept thinking about, over and over, was 'You can't live forever; you can't live forever.

The hangover became a part of the day as well allowed-for as the Spanish siesta.

He had no plans, no definite intentions, except to kiss her lips again, to hold her in his arms.

I was too absorbed to be responsive

You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that’s the rarest known combination.

Sometimes I wish I'd went through those good times stone cold sober so I could remember everything," he said, "but then again, if I had been sober the times probably wouldn't have been worth remembering.