The mind of a little child is fascinating, for it looks on old things with new eyes-but at about twelve this changes. The adolescent offers nothing, can do nothing, say nothing that the adult cannot do better.
F. Scott FitzgeraldA stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.
F. Scott FitzgeraldPeople disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.
F. Scott Fitzgerald